number one striker

Chapter 200 Ball 30

"Let me introduce to you, this is the treasure of Ludwig Inter Milan. The king of face-slapping. He can score a goal. 10 meters with the wind in [-] seconds. Caesar."

Mourinho rushed into the scene of the press conference before Ranieri, and gave the reporters a big blow as soon as he entered the door.

"Do you mind if I use you to slap those idiots hard?" Mourinho asked specifically before coming.

"That's what I want to ask you too, but you should do the work. I'll learn from the sidelines." Caesar's smile was very mean.

So, Leonardo saw such a scene.

These two guys.
On the other hand, Zhang Yu was very happy, looking around with pride, admiring those embarrassing expressions.

Ranieri came in with a sullen face, Mourinho shook hands with him very gentlemanly, his smile seemed to say: Well done, unfortunately I am better.

"Although our tactics at the beginning were very risky, the effect was good. If De Rossi hadn't been injured before the end, maybe we would have the last laugh. But this is a football game, and no one knows the result until the last moment." Ranieri's words were very pertinent, and the reporters nodded in agreement.

Look at Mourinho again, staring blankly at the ceiling, talking to Caesar from time to time.

This press conference was carried out very quickly, mainly because no one dared to ask Mourinho, for fear that he would say something embarrassing again.

"Mr. Mourinho!"

Zhang Yu yelled so loudly that even Leonardo was startled by her.

Fabio and Antonio looked up with drooping eyebrows, damn it!It's that woman!

It's over, shouldn't she tell the story of the two of them ruining Caesar?

"I want to ask, are you ready for the next round of the Champions League against CSKA Moscow?"

call.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was just a stunned young man.

Mourinho said casually: "Our goal is to enter the next round, it's that simple."

Zhang Yu smiled sweetly: "Then I wish you all the best, after all, many people are waiting to see the jokes between you and Caesar."

Comfortable.

Mourinho immediately picked up the conversation and said: "I know this."

The reporters shivered, and it was time to be whipped to death again.

"For that, I have to work hard and be good, because a lot of people work hard and the results are not good enough."

The Portuguese looked at the reporters, showing his sharp teeth.

"Like most of the people here."

Your uncle's!

This dead girl is the entrustment you found, right?

I'm not good enough?I'm already driving a BMW!

Under the resentful eyes of everyone, Leonardo fled with Zhang Yu.

"Coach, you can think fast enough, if I can't think of such ironic words." On the way back, Caesar said to Mourinho.

The Portuguese straightened his tie: "Okay, don't think about those things. If you fail to win the game against the Russians, I will be the one who will be ridiculed. Caesar, you have to remember that anyone can be as arrogant as me, but first of all, you have to be as good as me."

Caesar agreed.

The reporters were indeed waiting for the news that Inter Milan would lose, or at least draw with CSKA Moscow, but it was a pity that the first round of the UEFA Champions League quarter-finals three days later ended with Inter Milan winning 8:1.

Milito helped the team score the winning goal, but it is a pity that the advantage of one goal is not stable. In the second round a week later, Inter Milan needs to go all out.

After defeating Roma, Inter Milan's lead expanded to 6 points. Roma was overtaken by AC Milan and dropped to No.3.

With this kind of momentum, they smashed Bologna at home, and the score of 6:1 made Meazza fans completely crazy.

Facing Rome, Motta scored twice in this game and maintained a good state.Balotelli, who replaced Caesar, scored the second goal and played the whole game with restraint.

Caesar, who had a headache before the game, came on as a substitute for Eto'o in the 70th minute of the second half. He scored the sixth goal with the help of Milito.

Usually at this moment, the fans just shouted twice to add to the fun, the goal scorer would not be too excited, and the teammates would not bother to come over to celebrate.

However, after Caesar scored the sixth goal, the entire Meazza stand was shaken by the cheers of the fans, and Moratti's father in the box and Blanca, who was in charge of the transfer, also gave a standing ovation.

"When Jose said he was going to bring in this kid, I thought he was crazy." Blanca said to Moratti with a smile.

"Me too!" Moratti smiled crookedly with his glasses.

Fans in the North Stand finally had their chance to unfurl that banner.

"32 league games! 30 goals! 21 years old!"

"Ludwig Kaiser!"

That's right, this is Caesar's 30th goal this season. Anyone who understands football knows how difficult it is to score 30 goals in Serie A, so there is no need to say more.

It was a great achievement, and perhaps only the singing of the fans at this time can accurately convey what this record means.

"Riva!
Rossi!

Platini!

Maradona!

Basten!
Barty!

Crespo!

Shevchenko!

Fxxxing Ibrahimovic!

You lose!

You all lose!

You all lost to our Caesar!

Lost to our Caesar!

la la la la la ~~~
Great Luther Kaiser!
Prince Luther Caesar of Meazza!

La la la la la ~~~"

Elisa, who had prepared a long speech before the game, kept her mouth shut at this moment. She didn't want to make herself appear noisy at this great moment. She just wanted to watch Caesar quietly and see him in high spirits in the camera.

"Luther! At this historic moment, what do you want to say?" Zanetti asked.

Caesar thought for a while: "Mom's head hurts so much, I really want to go home and rest."

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Caesar was full of ambitions before the game and must score the 30th goal in this game.As a result, I was too serious in the training, and I was so tired that I had a headache before the game, so I had to sit on the bench.

After a 70-minute break, it was hard to convince Mourinho to let him play.After all, we will go to Russia for an away game in 3 days, and it will be difficult without Caesar.

The Portuguese hesitated for a long time, and the fans kept calling Caesar's name, so he had no choice but to send Caesar to satisfy everyone's wishes.

Thanks to Caesar's efforts and the strength of his teammates, Milito passed an empty goal to Caesar and made a favor.

After the game, Mourinho wanted to take Caesar to the team doctor to prescribe medicine, but he couldn't find anyone when he turned his head.

"Where's Caesar? Where did that bastard go?!" Mourinho turned around, but couldn't find anyone.

Materazine nuzzled: "Here."

Mourinho looked over, and Caesar was accepting interviews with reporters with a proud face, and it didn't look like he was suffering from a headache at all.

"Who the hell said he was uncomfortable?" Mourinho opened his mouth wide.

Materazzi laughed and said: "In terms of being in the limelight, Caesar has already caught up with you."

"Go to your uncle." Mourinho kicked.

(End of this chapter)