i'm a superstar

Chapter 96 The God of Inter Milan
There are three high points in the penalty area. Even if Ibrahimovic and Balotelli don't like headers very much, it is very difficult to defend.

Of course, that was the original impression left by Bashen and Ibrahimovic, but now, due to the appearance of Zhang Han, a little butterfly wing, these two guys have changed a lot.

It's Inter Milan's three thorns again, one for each person.

In the 15th minute of the first half, Ibrahimovic headed the goal from close range. The ball was full of power and flew into the goal from between the goalkeeper's high outstretched hands.

Just 1 minute later, Bashen seemed to be heading the ball with Ibrahimovic, almost using the same action, almost in the same position, and sent the ball into Lazio's goal.

3:0, poor Lazio, obviously, their technique of arranging the bus is much worse than that of a madman. It took Inter Milan less than 10 minutes to let them crash.

After three to zero, Zhang Han learned to be smart and added crosses and back passes to slow down the rhythm of the game.

However, he still felt strange.

Lazio is obviously not Naples. Even if they were poured three, they still didn't attack. What makes people laugh and cry is that their head coach is still shouting to return to defense from the sidelines.

"Is this the fear of being beaten?"

Zhang Han said that he was very helpless. It seems that the last massacre of Naples was too brutal, and the opponents behind were terrified, and no one was willing to fight against Inter Milan again.

"No wonder Barcelona has to face intensive defense every time? It turns out that everyone is the same!" At this time, he really felt a bit like Barcelona.

"Keep attacking!"

Zhang Han waved his big hand, and Inter Milan continued to launch a fierce attack on Lazio.

At the end of the first half, it almost became an attack routine drill for Inter Milan.Various attacks, crosses from the bottom, infiltration from the middle, long-range shots, etc. were tried, and even Maicon, who was unwilling to be lonely, contributed three shots.

After attacking for a while and relaxing, Zhang Han controlled the rhythm of the game, and the feeling gradually became better.

"Yes, that's how it feels!"

It feels very comfortable, like drawing a picture, and playing music. This is a wonderful sense of beauty, and he gradually sinks into it.

"Football is also an art, right? Don't you think so, Anna!"

"Art is your size, you are still far behind! It's just that the level is too low to feel it." Anna didn't give Zhang Han a good face, and said angrily.

"Do you know those masters of art? Beethoven, Chopin, Mozart, they interpret music with their lives, and they are the real top artists..."

"Who is Beethoven? Isn't he beautiful?" Zhang Han laughed.

"I don't know!" Anna exclaimed, "there are those great painters and novelists who use their lives to interpret art, use art to explain life, and explain the universe. Only in this way can their works have the life of artists." Rhythm, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Zhang Han is telling the truth this time, if he doesn't know, he doesn't know, there is nothing to be ashamed of, he is really an honest person!

"Stupid, have you watched Japanese anime?" Anna asked inexplicably.

"Why are you talking about anime again? Aren't they all things that children love to watch?"

"Ignorance, although Japanese animation is more commercialized, it also has a certain depth, understand?"

Zhang Han continued to be puzzled.

"Forget it, I won't tell you this, you are too stupid to understand!" Anna said, "What I want to say is that the top midfielders are like top artists, and football must be integrated into life. To explain life, this is the highest level of a midfielder."

"I'll go!" Zhang Han was stunned.

The 15-minute intermission ended, players from both sides entered the field, and an offensive and defensive drill battle continued.

"Experience it well!"

After Anna said the last sentence, she shut up unwillingly. Ever since she came to the real world, she seemed to have changed into a completely talkative person.

Feeling the mysterious and mysterious feeling, Zhang Han ran in a wide range, sorting out Inter Milan's offense.

Inter Milan's midfield is like this, with two midfielders standing one forward and one behind, Muntari behind is mainly responsible for defense, and Zhang Han is responsible for organization.

Constantly running, running in gaps, catching and passing the ball, Zhang Hanpin showed some taste.

Yes, this is the rhythm. With the continuous passing of the ball, like playing table tennis, the ball blocks back and forth between players, and the whole court seems to be breathing, moving in a loose and tight rhythm.

This feeling was even more wonderful than the one just now. Zhang Han was so addicted to it that he almost forgot the time.

He was fully integrated into the game, using short, imprecise passes time and time again, sending the ball into space, and sending it to the place where the Lazio players felt the most uncomfortable.

On the field, the Lazio players seemed to be hypnotized, in a half-awake and half-asleep state, completely led by the nose by Inter Milan.

The result was almost doomed. In the second half, Inter Milan scored two more goals and the score was locked at 5:0.

However, the Lazio Olympic spirit is good, they did not collapse, they are completely numb.

At the end of the game, they woke up and felt the terrifying strength of Inter Milan.

"It doesn't feel bad! I will experience it according to this feeling in the future." Anna said suddenly.

Zhang Han was still in that miraculous state. He only woke up when he heard Anna speak, "What?"

"You don't think you are so powerful!" Anna smiled.

"What do you mean? Wasn't I very good just now?" Zhang Han asked in surprise.

"What brains do you have! The one just now was a system reward for you to experience. It's only this time, and there will be no next time."

"what!"

"What are you! That was Harvey just now, and Pierre's realm that can only be mastered by a midfield master is not so easy to achieve."

"What a cheating system, it turns out it's a carrot! It makes you feel powerful, so keep going forward." Zhang Han said angrily.

"So you have to work hard! Try to gain the approval of a certain midfielder, and then awaken a midfielder, it will be easier to comprehend in the future."

"Oh!"

While talking, Zhang Han walked around, first shook hands with the referee and the opposing players, and then stood on the sidelines with the Inter Milan players, applauding the fans of Inter Milan who gave out huge cheers.

"Zhang Han! Zhang Han! Zhang Han!..."

The rhythmic voice sounded over and over again, under the glorious sunset, above the Meazza Stadium, it lasted for a long time, and it was hard to dissipate for a long time.

In the locker room after the game, Inter Milan players, shirtless, celebrated enthusiastically and jumped in the locker room.

"It's so enjoyable, Captain! I almost cried watching from the sidelines." Cambiasso said with tears in his eyes, "Zhang, I solemnly apologize to you, before, before... like that..."

"Yes, Zhang, I'm ashamed too, you remind me of Diego." Samuel said excitedly.

"Hey! What are you talking about! We're all family now. I wasn't really mad at you in the first place."

After the recent games, Zhang Han's status in the Inter Milan locker room has risen again. If he is the soul of Inter Milan after the Chelsea game, now, his status is the god of Inter Milan.

Regarding this point, just look at the eyes of the Inter Milan players. It is a reverence from the heart.

　To say a few words, the speed has recovered recently, and next month it may resume two updates a day. I have written almost 30, and the speed should return to before.

　　
　
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