i'm a superstar

Chapter 175 Going it alone is like entering the land of no one!
December 2009, 12, Juventus Arena.

Amidst the cheers of the Bianconeri fans, the game has been going on for more than 70 minutes. Juventus, the overlord of Serie A, took a 2-0 lead at home with a goal in the second half and a goal from Del Piero and Chiellini. Not good, Inter Milan, who was just defeated by Barcelona in the Champions League.

In the 76th minute of the game, Mourinho on the sidelines finally couldn't sit still and took the lead in making substitution adjustments.

He used his trick again, replacing the mediocre Argentine Diego Milito with Faith Duffy, and pushed Zhang Han, who was active and in good condition, to the forward line .

The interrupted game started again. The Brazilian Maicon threw a throw-in near the midfield. Zhang Han used his extremely strong body to firmly hold the Juventus striker Amauri behind him.

Zhang Han received the ball and passed it to Maicon on the sideline, and he continued to run forward by himself.

Sure enough, the Brazilian had a tacit understanding with him and passed the ball back again.

Zhang Han tapped the ball with his heel, turned around, dribbled the ball horizontally, and ran towards the middle of Juventus.

The old lady adopts a 4-3-2-1 formation, has Marchisio, Sissoko, and Camoranesi three top midfielders, with dense defense in the middle, Zhang Han dribbled the ball all the way, and found nothing With a good passing route, he had no choice but to pass the ball to the Dutchman Sneijder who stepped forward to meet him, and then turned around and ran into the Juventus penalty area.

Sneijder received the ball, and Marchisio, who was defending next to him, immediately stepped forward to press. The Dutchman was very calm, flicked the ball lightly, took a few steps back, then got rid of the entanglement and transferred the ball to the left. Eto'o.

The Cameroonian did not choose to bottom, but touched his feet, passed two Juventus defensive players, and cut in the middle.

"Eto'o! Eto'o! Eto'o took the ball and passed Del Piero and Sissoko!"

"Eto'o! The Cameroonian is extremely fast and skilled at his feet. He deserves to be a striker from Barcelona."

"He, he shot. He cut directly in the middle and forced a shot. Yes, it was a long shot."

"Yes, it's a ground ball, the ball, the angle of the ball is very tricky, it passed all the Juventus players, and went straight to the right post of the goal."

"Ah! It's so dangerous. As expected of Italy's national goal, this ball, this ball, Buffon actually saved it."

"No, he, he didn't catch the ball, Eto'o shot it very suddenly, Buffon, Buffon missed it."

"Ah! A blue figure, yes, it's Mario, Mario Balotelli, he, he got the ball."

"Mario, Mario shoot!"

The tempo on the field suddenly accelerated, and a feeling of extreme tension emanated, and the on-site commentator explained excitedly.

"Ball, goal! No..."

"Buffon, Buffon again, he had a very quick second reaction, made a world-class save, went down, used, used one hand to block the ball again."

At this time, the scene was completely silent, and even the two head coaches on the sidelines were extremely nervous, but, only the sound of kicking the ball could be heard.

"what!"

The narrator suddenly let out a cry, and he was extremely surprised.

"Yes, it's him, China Zhang, how could he appear in that position."

"Yes, he has such a keen sense of smell in front of the goal. He, isn't he a defender?"

"Ah!" There was another scream, which made the heart unbearable.

"Ah! China Zhang, Zhang got the ball, he, he shot."

"Ah! It turned out not to be a shot, but a fake move. His fake move was so realistic that Akira fell down in the penalty area of ​​Juventus."

"Ah! Will it be a shot this time?"

"Yes, yes, this time it's not a fake move, yes, it's a real shot."

"Ah! Buffon, Buffon pounced again, he, he was just so, so unbelievable."

In an extremely tense atmosphere, the Italian national team showed its incomparable strength, and a three-game pounce made Inter Milan's wonderful and continuous attack invisible.

Pity!What a pity, Zhang Han was so regretful that he knelt on the ground with his head in his arms and sighed.

After a wave of extremely nervous attacks, Juventus, who had a false alarm, was almost frightened to have a heart attack, and all the players broke out in a cold sweat.

"My god! This game is too exciting, I, I can't stand it."

The atmosphere eased slightly, and the commentator heaved a sigh of relief and joked.

"Inter Milan, Inter Milan's offense is really gorgeous! They, they play so beautifully, but, but Juventus is worthy of Juventus, the defense, the defense is too strong."

"Yes, plus Buffon, the best goalkeeper in the world, no team can easily capture this stadium."

A wave of offense, the lightning-fast offense seemed to sound the clarion call of Inter Milan's offense, but, but at this time, the game, the game was also coming to an end, only, only the last less than 10 minutes left.

In the 86th minute of the second half, Inter Milan made a comeback.

"Beautiful! The pass is beautiful. Inter Milan's Boss in the backcourt made a high-quality long pass. It accurately and accurately found their forward, forward Zhang's bald head."

"Yes, I don't know why, maybe in order to break the recent scoring drought, Zhang, Zhang actually got a haircut and a bald head."

"Zhang, Zhang's head is beautiful. With his strong body and this height, I guess, I guess in this field, no one, no one will be Zhang's opponent!"

"Yes, he got stuck, got ahead of Cannavaro, got the ball, and gave it to Balotelli on the right."

"Balotelli, what is Balotelli doing? Why did he pass the ball to Zhang again?"

"Yes, Zhang, Zhang stepped back and came out to catch the ball."

"He, isn't he a column center?"

Of course, the narrator didn't know what Zhang Han was thinking at this moment, and he babbled.

Yes, seeing that there is not much time for the game, Zhang Han, Zhang Han's violent temper, finally, finally got anxious, he, he wants to go it alone, he wants to go straight to Huanglong.

Zhang Han received the ball with his back, but the Juventus defender did not follow, he turned around calmly.

Zhang Han, Zhang Han started his solo performance.He dribbled the ball quickly, rushed to Juve's left, and took all three defenders across.

Then, he made another sudden stop and dribbled the ball to the right, like a car drifting. It was very entertaining, and he passed three Juventus players directly.

Zhang Han, Zhang Han finally found a gap in front of him, he, he directly dribbled the ball over and entered the Juventus penalty area.

"Ah! This guy, he, how can he still run like this, his physical strength is amazing."

"I thought it wasn't the end of the game! He, how could he still dribble past people?"

Amidst the exclamation of the two commentators, the heart of the Old Lady fans at the scene became entangled again. At this time, Zhang Han dribbled the ball into the Juventus penalty area like no one else.

(End of this chapter)