Grass roots glory

Chapter 1084 We Are Back

In the third round of the Premier League, Manchester United was tied 0:0 at home by Newcastle, and lost the first game they should have won this season. In fact, there were not many chances for Manchester United in the whole game. It is not bad to have four times on Sunday alone. It can only be said that Newcastle coach McClaren chose a good strategy: to play against Manchester United instead of blindly shrinking the formation and pressing it in his own half.

The best of the game belongs to Newcastle's goalkeeper Krul, but Manchester United did not score a goal. This result is naturally unsatisfactory, which directly led to them being temporarily squeezed out of the top three in the standings. After the round, it was a surprising team ahead of them with a goal difference advantage: Leicester City.

This team just drew with Tottenham 1:1 at home. In fact, if they have a better ability to seize opportunities, they have a chance to win. The professional reporters and commentators of the Premier League are faintly excited: It seems that this season At least one qualified spoiler will appear, and the Premier League needs this, which is fundamental to ensuring the competitiveness of the world's No. [-] league.

But if the appearance of the spoiler is to disturb Manchester United's goal, Mourinho is not happy.

"The game is over, that's all. But I don't want to see such opportunities wasted in the Champions League. Newcastle is not strong enough, but if you squander like this in front of AC Milan, I guarantee you will be punished. They have real He is an opportunist. Well, Jiang, Zhou is very familiar with him, he is a teammate of the national team."

Zhou Tiancheng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Mourinho to specifically mention Jiang Hao again. This was the last time he told Jiang Hao before leaving for the away game. Forced!
However, opportunists?Hehe, although he is also counted, but his real housekeeping ability is not this.

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head lightly. He felt that he needed to mention a few defenders before the game. Only he knew best how to deal with Jiang Hao.

Mourinho turned his head and saw Zhou Tiancheng shaking his head, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhou, why, don't you know? Your teammate has been named the second generation of Inzaghi in Milan."

The corners of Zhou Tiancheng's mouth curled up even more, the second generation of Inzaghi?He didn't believe that Jiang Hao would give up his speed advantage, and his ability to counter offside between the defense lines was far from reaching a superb level-Inzaghi was known as a killer born on the offside line back then!
Although Jiang Hao also has the ability to win with one blow, but he is not in the same way... Zhou Tiancheng finally understands why AC Milan has not been better than Manchester United in recent years, and even the media are so amateurishly using nicknames.

However, other people didn't know that well. Hearing what Mourinho said, they immediately stared at Zhou Tiancheng, especially Smalling and Rojo, and each of them pulled Zhou Tiancheng's shoulders: "Zhou, speak quickly, speak quickly , how can we deal with him?"

In fact, they are not the only ones who are interested. In the International Champions Cup more than a month ago, the forwards of Manchester United saw Ming Tao's ability, and now they are also listening carefully. It seems that there is really no one who plays with Zhou Tiancheng. Simple character, he once said this, now it is really not bragging.

"Hehe, he's not very strong, so..."

Smalling's eyes lit up, his arms shook, and the muscles on his shoulders trembled: "Okay, I see."

Zhou Tiancheng hadn't finished speaking yet, but Smolin thought he understood. Zhou Tiancheng looked at him and shook his head slightly: Do you understand?You idiot, you are indeed strong, but you also have to be able to keep up with him!

……

After arriving in Milan, Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao had no time to reminisce about the old days. With only a little time, the San Siro outfield was only open to the visiting team at a fixed time every day, and even in the hotel, Mourinho would arrange Everyone took turns to warm up in the small gym.

As for the warm-up time at the San Siro Stadium, it happens to be staggered with the home team, and their field training is bound to attract a lot of people. After all, Manchester United is the seed team of this group, and AC Milan has a lot of plans. The "signed" group has every chance to qualify. Neither Leverkusen nor the Spaniard is a problem. The biggest opponent is Manchester United-to win the group first, Milan has never been eliminated in the group stage.

But they are facing the defending champions of the Premier League. After one season, Manchester United has a new soul full of blood.

In front of twenty or so reporters from the top European media, Zhou Tiancheng smiled lightly: "San Siro Stadium, it's a very good place, even though the owner here is no longer a first-class European team, this stadium is still a good start... Um, remember those fantastic goals I scored in the Champions League?"

No one answered. Most of the reporters didn't understand what Zhou Tiancheng meant. He left too many classic moments in the Champions League, not just scoring goals, but they didn't know which one Zhou Tiancheng was referring to.As for the local reporters in Milan, they couldn't answer. They wouldn't remind Zhou Tiancheng, what if they copied one on the field?

This result was not beyond Zhou Tiancheng's expectations. He was not disappointed at all. He shrugged and sighed softly: "It seems that the Champions League is indeed a place where big waves wash away the sand. This is only one season...so AC Milan is the best opponent. Otherwise, the whole of Europe would probably not notice that I am still at Manchester United and we are back."

The reporter from Milan gritted his teeth and stared at Zhou Tiancheng with fire in his eyes: Do you think we are strong enough to beat us?
……

The only time Zhou Tiancheng and Jiang Hao met before the game was in the player tunnel. When they were waiting to play, they stood opposite each other. Jiang Hao smiled and came over and said, "Brother Cheng, don't stare at me like that. I won't fight with you." If you come across it, you won’t touch that bad luck.”

Zhou Tiancheng also snorted coldly: "Your opponent is not me, the result is already doomed, do you have to struggle?"

Jiang Hao glanced back and saw Smolin blinking at him vigorously, showing his muscular arms. He couldn't help but tense all over his body, and asked Zhou Tiancheng quietly: "Brother Cheng, is that big man staring at me?" right?"

Zhou Tiancheng nodded: "That's right, he's after you, good luck."

Jiang Hao couldn't help shivering: "Brother Cheng, are you really sure? Is this guy a gay?"

"Hahaha!"

The Champions League theme song sounded again at the San Siro Stadium, and there was a burst of cheers from the audience. Countless AC Milan fans in red jerseys jumped up and shouted, holding a slogan written in Italian in front of the main stand in the center of the stadium.

We're back
We're back!
In fact, this slogan is more suitable for Manchester United, at least Zhou Tiancheng really feels this way.And Jiang Hao glanced back from time to time, his eyes still a little fuzzy.

Smolin smiled at Zhou Tiancheng: "Hey, Zhou, this brother of yours isn't very good either. The uncle only showed his shoulders, and he's already scared."

Zhou Tiancheng rolled his eyes at this simple-minded guy, and a little worry flashed in his heart.

(End of this chapter)