i'm a superstar

Chapter 170 The Great War Begins

Although everyone felt baffled, Zhang Han was the double boss of Inter Milan and the national team after all. They could only obediently formed a circle and pulled their hands together.

I was dizzy for a while, and I couldn't see anything in front of my eyes. When the vision recovered, everyone felt soft under their feet, and they came to a big, dreamlike football field.

It can be seen that it is not the poor-quality golf course in New Zealand that is full of potholes and loess.The quality of the turf on the court is much better. It is neat and green, and it is definitely more serious than the turf on the best courts in the world.

10 minutes later.

"Wow! Look, look, my agility is so high, 97, I am indeed a genius."

"Look at me, I'm amazing! I attack Desire 92."

"Both of you can't do it, look at me, look at me, I'm 90."

"..."

Poor big black Fernandez and big white Kruger, seeing other people excitedly looking at their attribute menus, felt extremely uncomfortable, their faces were all black.

Two big men who were burning with anger stood in front of Zhang Han, with their hands on their hips, majestic and imposing, Zhang Han was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

"They have them all, why not both of us?"

Kruger, a resolute German, questioned angrily with his eyes like a torch.

"I'm sorry! I forgot for a while. There were ten accounts, but unfortunately I used up two." Zhang Han rubbed the back of his head in a cheerful manner, concealing the embarrassment of the scene.

The two were surprised to see a row of crows flying over Zhang Han's head, shouting loudly, fool, fool.

"Don't worry, there will be soon, as long as we beat New Zealand this time and enter the World Cup, the system will reward two accounts." Zhang Han said nonsense.

"System, is this a system?"

"And what is the system?"

"Boss, please explain."

When the other players heard Zhang Han speak, they talked a lot.

It was another 10 minutes before Zhang Han explained to these troublesome guys what a system is, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He gave them another 10 minutes to add points, and naturally, the guys reacted a bit.

Like Balotelli and Quaresma last time, these guys have all kinds of strange ideas, thinking of all kinds of extra points.

In the end, Zhang Han was authoritarian again. Except for the goalkeeper Altman and the two defenders Bradley and Boss, the other players were forced to increase the speed option.

"Hey! Why do I feel so excited when I see these guys with strange speeds!"

Zhang Han seemed to have foreseen the terrible future of this team, thinking in his heart with a smirk.

"Of course it's scary! A group of high-sensitivity guys, once they grow up, can abuse any team on the planet." Anna answered angrily.

"Hey!" Zhang Han then smirked.

"I took a look specifically, Aurelano - Agility 97, Faith Duffy - Agility 95, Marchand and Gambino are both 90, your team, including you, has enough Five high-sensitivity players." Anna sighed.

"Really?" Zhang Han complacently said, "Why do I think this guy's data is growing a bit fast?"

Anna was speechless, "Their data growth is not slow, because they were reborn with you, so they have grown for a year, of course they seem to be higher!"

"That's about the same!" Zhang Han said.

When everyone was in a trance and returned to reality, there were only two people standing, Zhang Han and Balotelli.

They were very happy to watch the other players lying on the ground and vomited wildly, and they were so happy that they couldn't restrain themselves, and they laughed.

One day later, on November 11th, at 15:3 pm BJ time, the second round of the 2010 South Africa World Cup qualifiers in the Asian Oceania Regional Playoffs was held at the Westpac Stadium in Wellington, the capital of New Zealand.

Before the game, the world's mainstream sports media expressed the hope that the Chinese national team led by Zhang Han could pass the test and get a ticket to the South African world.

Some radical media published articles pointing out that if Zhang Han misses this World Cup, it will be a huge loss for world football.

In this regard, the domestic media in China took it seriously, and joked that if Zhang Han did not have the World Cup, the direct income would be reduced by at least half.

This game has also received great attention in China. It may be because it was broadcast during the prime time. All major channels of CCTV paid great attention to it and actively broadcast it.

Finally, the bell outside the stadium rang, and the time pointed to three o'clock, and a highly anticipated and extremely hot game began.

Sure enough, as Mourinho predicted before the game, New Zealand put up an iron barrel formation just after the start, a posture of defending to the end, and allowed the Chinese team to attack and bomb wildly.

"Are you really not going to take on the [-]-game undefeated mission? Then, the ten-game winning streak at the beginning is meaningless."

Zhang Han ran freely on the field, sorting out the midfield of the Chinese team, and Anna whispered in his ear.

"If you don't pick it up, why do you pick it up, what if you lose a game?"

Zhang Han didn't believe that Inter Milan could keep the league unbeaten for [-] games, so he responded very resolutely.

"But, but I accidentally picked it up for you just now?"

Anna's voice was terrified, and she said pitifully, Zhang Han almost fell to the ground.

She went on to say, "Don't worry! The system is quite fair, and the first three games will also be counted for you. In this case, you only need to win 7 more games."

"Get out!" Zhang Han stood up for a long time, sent a straight kick, and then remembered to shout.

"Don't be so rude! She's a girl." Anna coquettishly said, "I accidentally accepted a task for you."

"What task?" Zhang Han said angrily.

"The task of scoring at least 30 goals in the league this season!"

"Well! This one is okay, you can pick it up." Zhang Han heaved a sigh of relief.

"And what if you add another 15 assists?"

"It's okay!" Zhang Han is very confident. Now he seems to have seven or eight league assists. Presumably, it must not be difficult to complete fifteen. It is almost a task of giving him life for nothing!
"anything else?"

"What else?" Zhang Han became a little irritable.

"Staging a hat trick on behalf of the national team in this game?" Anna said excitedly again.

"You, you kill me!"

Zhang Han wailed, this time he really fell to the ground, of course he didn't fall by himself, but he stuck the ball at the front of the New Zealand penalty area for too long and was tackled by the opponent's defender.

"Nelson's ball is too reckless, how can he foul in this area? I, I heard that the Chinese have a very beautiful free kick!"

Nelson is the captain of the New Zealand national team. The on-site commentator still gave him face and didn't call him stupid.

"You can't blame Nelson for the ball! Yes, it was Zhang Han who fell on purpose. The slow-motion replay shows that Nelson hit the ball first."

"Yes, Nelson did not foul. The referee's free kick is very debatable."

Fortunately, the [-] Chinese team fans who came to the scene could not understand New Zealand English, otherwise they would have to scold the two unscrupulous on-site commentators on the spot.

On the court, Zhang Han looked solemn, put the ball on the high lawn, and slowly backed away.

"Can Zhang Han score this goal? Can he score? What a scoring opportunity, just right for his right foot to take the penalty."

At this time, the CCTV commentary, the fans in front of domestic TVs and computers, all became excited when they saw Zhang Han taking the penalty kick.

They held their breath and waited, nervously waiting.

　I'm not in a good state today, and I feel uncomfortable writing, maybe my writing is not smooth!Feel sorry!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)