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Chapter 166 Is He Famous?Why should I know him?
The Palermo striker who scored the goal was so arrogant that he ran to Inter Milan's coaching bench and celebrated in front of the bench, and pointed to Zhang Han and then to his crotch.

Translated into Chinese, it probably means "you grandson", or something else, anyway, it is a curse word.

This, this is simply too much, it is clearly a provocation, but the Italian referee seems to have not seen it, so Zhang Han immediately became angry and flew into a rage.

"MD! If you dare to scold me, you will die!"

Zhang Han jumped up from his seat, blushing so thickly that he was ready to fight and beat that bastard.

"Boss! Calm down! Calm down!"

The two guards next to him had been prepared, and hurriedly grabbed Zhang Han's two thick arms, sandwiched him firmly in the middle, and set him up.

Zhang Han kicked his legs in the air, baring his teeth and claws, "You guys, let me go, I, I'm going to kill him."

snort!After a long time, the incident subsided, and Zhang Han, who was pressed on the seat, put on a stinky face and snorted angrily.

"By the way! What's the name of that nobody?"

He pointed to the Palermo striker, who looked smug, on the pitch, and asked Quaresma on the right.

"Boss, don't you know him?" Little Ma was surprised.

"Is he famous? Why should I know him? Nobody!" Zhang Han said with disdain.

"Boss, you really don't know him?" Quaresma looked horrified and terrified, "He, he is in hot form this season, ranking second in the scorer list."

"Cavani!" Zhang Han opened his mouth in surprise.

How could Zhang Han not know someone like Cavani?Later generations are quite famous in Paris, and they had a great time fighting for penalty kicks with the future Brazilian king Neymar. Of course Zhang Han knew him, but that was only limited to the names of Uruguayans.

In fact, this guy Zhang Han is not only a road idiot, but also face-blind, the kind of guy with poor brain imaging ability, unable to remember images, and the legendary lack of left brain.

"Why don't I know Cavani? Just kidding, it's just that this uncle doesn't know how he grows, how the longer he grows, the uglier he is, I can hardly recognize him now."

Zhang Han wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and kept talking with his mouth.

"Boss!" Quaresma called again.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Han asked impatiently.

"Are you sure he provoked you just now?" Quaresma asked angrily.

Zhang Han was stunned, "Who else could he be? I would know him even if he turned into ashes."

Now it was Quaresma's turn to sweat profusely, and he said tremblingly, "The person who provoked you just now was Miccoli, and the big man you are referring to now is Cavani. The difference is so big, it should be easy to tell the difference." from."

"Have you changed?" Zhang Han looked dazed, then smiled, and touched the back of his head, "Anyway, I think they are both similar, so it's normal to admit a mistake!"

"Almost, this is also called almost, a 1.8-meter long hair, a 1.6-meter bald head, this can also be called almost!..."

Bashen and Quaresma exclaimed and fell to the ground together.

On the court, the game was in full swing, and when the three funny guys were happy, the time came to about 30 minutes.

At 30 minutes and 45 seconds of the first half, Inter Milan, who had been unable to attack for a long time, finally, finally scored a wonderful goal.

Inter Milan besieged the entire field, basically pressing poor Palermo on the turf and beating wildly, but Palermo's defense was very strict, and he could make a threatening counterattack from time to time. Inter Milan couldn't attack for a long time. At this time, There was a dramatic scene on the court.

On the left side of the court, on the edge of the Palermo penalty area, Sneijder suddenly made a stroke of genius in the chaotic battle and sent a wonderful behind the ball.

When the ball was seen again, it had already flown into the penalty area of ​​Palermo, and there was also a blue and black figure following the ball.

He, out of the blue, magical, out of the blue, left Palermo's entire defense far behind.

This, who is this man who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and appeared in the restricted area of ​​Palermo?

There is no doubt that he is extremely good at catching fighters, an opportunistic striker, Argentine Milito.

In the blink of an eye, Milito entered the Palermo penalty area alone and jumped high.

He, he didn't shoot the goal, but twisted his buttocks, and gently flicked the flying ball back.

Then, at some point, another Inter Milan player also entered the Palermo penalty area, and he shot angrily at the ball that was close at hand.

The ball went in!Even if Buffon, the Italian national goalkeeper, has nothing to do with the ball, it is too close to the goal, which is almost half an empty goal, and the opponent's goalkeeper shook the pass from Milito, which is almost a must. .

"A goal, a goal, but Eto'o's goal, it seems, seems to be offside."

The ball was so abrupt and amazing that even the commentator thought it was an offside goal.

"Ah! This, this is not an offside goal! Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful, it is an extremely beautiful anti-offside! Even the Palermo players did not expect that Milito went forward from behind them."

The slow-motion playback showed it very clearly. Not only was the goal not offside, but it was an extremely wonderful goal. The commentator and the scene were instantly excited.

"2:2, in the 30th minute of the first half, Inter Milan, Inter Milan used a very classic cooperation, a textbook-like anti-offside, and finally, finally equalized the score."

"It's so boring! Brother Zhang Han doesn't play, why do you always feel that something is missing? The game is not exciting at all."

In the fans stands, Inter Milan fans were cheering, cheering for this wonderful goal, but the strange thing is that there is only an area in the middle that is very quiet, one of the little girls said unhappily.

This little girl is naturally Lin Qing who is in Zhang Han's beauty fan club!

"You! Didn't we equalize the score? You are not happy." Liu Ruobing was puzzled.

"This Sneijder is also very good, he won't squeeze brother Zhang Han to the bench!" Lin Qing said worriedly.

"Haha!" Liu Ruobing laughed, and hurriedly covered her mouth to protect her image as a goddess of ice and snow, "Don't you know? That guy Zhang Han owns shares in Inter Milan and is a major shareholder. Who dares to put him on the bench , I just don’t want to mess around.”

"That's right!" Lin Qing stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly.

"Not only Zhang Han, but also Lin Lin and I have shares!" The Ice and Snow Goddess continued with a look of air.

"Ah! You all have them, why don't I?" Lin Qing began to feel sad again.

　There is one more change, take a break, and then continue to code.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)