i'm a superstar

Chapter 130 There may be wind, but there must be wind.

Zhang Han went to the bathroom, started to feel comfortable, and then asked: "Then what do you think I should do? Do you want to accept their conditions?"

"Hey, hey, you bastard, can you stop talking to me while doing this kind of thing!" Anna said dissatisfied.

"Do that kind of thing?" Zhang Han continued conveniently.

Anna was speechless for a while, "This is already the best result we can achieve, are you still not satisfied?"

"Of course I'm not satisfied. Those guys actually blackmailed me like they were giving us gifts. It's just too insulting." Zhang Han said angrily.

However, after thinking about it, he felt wrong again, "Anna, don't you think it's strange? Since they already have the evidence, why should they compromise?"

"Are you talking about evidence that your friend Liu Ruobing hit the referee with a Coke? Of course it's easy to find..."

Zhang Han immediately interrupted Anna's words, "Get to the point, don't try to change the subject, why did they compromise?"

"Nonsense, of course we launched an offensive! Didn't I tell you? Don't meddle in this matter, just play your ball with peace of mind." Anna said impatiently.

In fact, what she didn't say is that just last night, she sent a document collecting some criminal evidence from UEFA officials to Alpha's mailbox. Otherwise, how could UEFA, as an authority, be so gentle? !Inter Milan and Zhang Han were not severely punished.

"What about our champion?" Zhang Han has always been brooding about this, never forgetting it.

"Isn't it just a champion? A fake thing." Anna said brazenly.

Zhang Han's head froze, and he really had nothing to say.

"Don't worry! Although UEFA can play tricks, the system will not be lazy. This Champions League champion is still in your name."

"But I want that trophy! What?"

Anna got angry, "You are stupid! Give UEFA a face! Their news has been released, so why don't you think it is important to have a good relationship with UEFA?"

"It doesn't matter, I just want the championship!" Zhang Han said.

"Childish! Didn't they already promise? Next time you give Inter Milan the green light, you should be more mature!" Anna said angrily.

"No, I want to be the champion!" Zhang Han said rascally, but unfortunately, Anna's voice was no longer in his brain.

Of course, the outside world does not know that Inter Milan and UEFA can reach an agreement so quickly, which can almost only be described as lightning. The media are still discussing this matter fiercely as usual.

UEFA is UEFA, they still do a good job on the surface, showing a generous look, and let the media discuss it.

However, if you are careful, you will definitely find that the mainstream sports media is not without bias. They also represent different interest groups and cheer for their own interests.

However, none of this has anything to do with Zhang Han. Ever since his conversation with Anna that day, he has always felt aggrieved.

Originally, with his personality, he would definitely choose to go straight and win the championship in an upright manner, but in reality, he was powerless and had to choose to compromise.

In a slightly dull mood, time flies, and it is June 2009, 6.

Originally, Inter Milan's final match was held on the 31st, but, for some reason, the Italian Football Association suddenly showed mercy and gave Inter Milan a few more days of rest, so the league situation became clearer.

As early as a few days ago, Inter Milan's old rival, AC Milan led by Ancelotti, had already defeated Viola 2-0 away in the final game. Now, they are the leaders of Serie A, leading by one game less. Inter Milan scored 2 points.

This is a game that must be won. Inter Milan players are united and full of fighting spirit. They won the visiting Atlanta in Meazza.

"We are champions, we are champions, despicable UEFA, shameless Alpha stole our title!"

Before the game started, the 8 Inter Milan fans who came to the scene made a roar, and collectively began to crusade against UEFA.

"Boss, look, how cute our fans are!"

On the player channel, Bashen followed behind Zhang Han, grinning and showing his big white teeth, and said.

Seeing that Zhang Han didn't make a sound, Bashen patted him, and he finally said, "Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while!"

"Huh?" Bashen was a little confused, "Boss, what did you do last night? Did you not sleep? You are so sleepy."

"No, I was so excited last night that I didn't fall asleep all night." Zhang Han drooped his head and said in a daze.

"Why?" Bashen was full of question marks, "Boss, have you made a new girlfriend again, so excited!"

"New girlfriend! You've been thinking about something in your head all day long!" Zhang Han was furious, turned around, and slapped Bashen's cockscomb randomly.

"Don't, don't, boss, you messed up my hairstyle!" Bashen quickly dodged, "Then why?"

"I won't tell you!" Zhang Han said with a stinky face.

The two teams finally came out, played in the sound of beautiful music, and then they stood on both sides of the referee, and the music began on the spot.

In any case, it is also the final game of the game, and it is also related to the ownership of the Serie A championship. It should be more grand, although it is not known whether the trophy will be awarded to Inter Milan.

After playing the music very decently, Zhang Han, who shook hands, parted sides, and dazedly, participated, and the progress went smoothly.

When the referee blew his whistle, a wonderful game started.

Just less than 10 minutes into the game, Atlanta scored a goal under Inter Milan's crazy and smooth offensive.

Sometimes, just sometimes, luck is weird. Inter Milan attacked for 10 minutes and played a wonderful attack, but they blasted more than a dozen kicks, but they didn't score a goal. Instead, it was an opportunity that was not an opportunity , Atlanta, an accident, scored a goal.

"Oh my god! How did this goal go in? It must have been fooled."

Zhang Han, who was drowsy, finally woke up. He recalled the goal just now, and felt that Atlanta must have gotten lucky today.

This goal is like this.The Atlanta defender kicked the ball to the frontcourt with a big kick. On the 6th field, without even looking at it, it was a big-footed clearance, and the ball was driven directly to Inter Milan's backcourt.

Maybe it's windy, it's sure to be windy.The ball was high, fast and floating, crossed half of the field, and hit the ground hard.

(End of this chapter)