British 1986

Seeing that Alan wanted to go directly to the box above, Monica was a little curious.

Allen told her his purpose this time, to lead the team and supervise the battle!

But this is great. I have been supervising her at home for more than a month. Every day, she is either on the balcony or in the bedroom, and even in the kitchen when she is cooking.

But after supervising the war for so long, I have never seen him visit the team. Forget about the group stage, it doesn't matter whether he watches or not.

But now it's the semi-finals. As long as we win, we can advance to the finals!

On such an important occasion, Monica felt a little strange when she saw that Alan still looked like he didn't care very much.

"What are you looking at? I'm more nervous to see them."

Allen is quite confident about the England team this time. They have already entered the semi-finals, so what else is there to think about.

The goal has been achieved!

As for the championship, he doesn't expect the England team to win the championship at all. Don't ask why, it's just that they don't have the championship look!

In the past month, although Allen has not been out much and stayed at Monica's house to recuperate, he can read the newspaper!

These days, many newspapers in Italy don't think too highly of the England team.

But people have the confidence to look down on others. The current period of Italian football is the period of the Mini World Cup.

This means that their Serie A league is known as the Little World Cup and has extremely high gold content.

The entire Serie A represents the highest level of football league on this planet at this time.

From the mid-to-late 1980s to the mid-to-late 1990s, Italy's Serie A was the best league in the world. No one could compare with them. The most ideal clubs for stars from all walks of life were in Serie A.

In addition to looking down on the England team, this time the England team played more fancy in other places.

Especially their uniforms look extremely intimidating.

Traditional white top and black shorts.

On the left chest is the emblem of the Three Lions, and on the right chest is something interesting.

At the bottom is the trademark of Allen's wool textile factory, a very traditional string of English letters, and above this trademark, there are two large logos side by side.

The one on the left is a badge with a "crown", which is the earl certification made by Allen himself. Next to the earl certification is the three-feather mark of the crown prince certification of Boss Cha.

With just these three signs hanging out, the whole outfit looks very flashy and a bit noble.

It feels like a rustic wearing Hermès.

The Italian media ridiculed this England team in newspapers as a group of aristocrats.

But Allen didn't care about this kind of news at all. Instead, a professional team further fueled the situation and sent a lot of revelations to the Italian media.

It is said that this England team is sponsored by the legendary Earl of Allen. Whether it is the clothes, socks, underwear, other items including razors, food, etc., they are all aristocratic brands certified by the royal family. It can be said to be full of arrogance.

This kind of stunning configuration is really a bit unbearable for Italians.

Isn’t this too prodigal?

How can you play like this?

Do you treat the World Cup as a catwalk and advertisement?

But despite the constant complaints in the newspapers, the England team seems to still know how to live up to their expectations. Starting from the group stage, they stumbled to the semi-finals.

And their opponents in the semi-finals are even more exciting!

Rival German team!

The war between Britain and Germany, which has not been seen for many years, will be staged again.

Under such circumstances, the traditional British noble Earl Allen, the war supervisor of the England team sent by the royal family, will finally show up to watch the game.

In order to keep him company, some media have begun to occupy the vantage point of the VIP channel since last night, preparing to take some photos when the time comes.

But I didn't expect that Your Excellency would be so silent today. He didn't even look at the media on both sides during the whole process, and kept walking inside with his head sullen.

The beautiful woman next to him seemed to have some impression.

After Allen's figure was completely invisible in the VIP channel, the media chatter on both sides of the channel gradually became louder.

As soon as this nobleman appeared on the stage, the whole scene was quiet. Mainly because everyone was afraid that speaking too loudly would make this foreign nobleman look down on him and say that they were of low quality.

As soon as this person left, some reporters and photographers were already dancing and gesticulating and excitedly communicating with each other.

Allen's clothes today are very ordinary. He is like an ordinary fan, but ordinary clothes become different when he wears them because of his extremely extraordinary status.

In the words of Italian art connoisseurs, he is called a man of temperament, and there is no need to hide his natural aristocratic aura. He is the focus of the audience as soon as he appears. Although he is wearing sunglasses, the handsome blond man's momentum has not diminished at all.

All the way to the box, there were several bodyguards preparing here. When they saw Allen and Monica coming in, they nodded sensibly, closed the door of the box, and left the two of them to spend their time here.

Allen looked at the large sofa used for watching the game. There were blankets on it. The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on. There were also documents that he needed to deal with on the sofa.

Seeing these documents, Allen had a headache. I finally came to Italy to enjoy myself, why are the documents still chasing me?

These idiots, can't you just make up a name and take the initiative to transfer all the money to my account?

Do you have to put all my effort into doing business? !

Do you want me to take the initiative to deceive or rob?

Taking the initiative without knowing anything.

Looking at the detailed investigation report about Salia, some time ago, Salia's boss came to see Allen, and finally the two parties reached an agreement to cooperate.

But for a more detailed investigation, Allen would definitely have to find someone to do it himself.

Every penny must be investigated clearly. Business is business, and the amount of capital injected must be investigated in detail.

This is different from him finding someone to quietly investigate and estimate Salia. At that time, he only stood outside the door and watched. Most of the data were estimates, and they were all estimates for a short period of time. Within that fixed period store revenue.

But this time, with the consent of his boss, he went over to audit the accounts and conduct an in-depth investigation openly.

Looking at the various data on the report, Allen flipped through it impatiently. He didn't want to read it, so he just kept it for later.

He reached out and pulled Monica to his side.

"Don't!"

Monica looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. There was a stadium with tens of thousands of people outside, and there were countless cameras broadcasting here. Monica was shocked when she saw Allen's hand moving toward the Baby Restaurant.

This was not like being on the set, where Allen took her to hide in the bedroom and have fun with the set separated by a wall.

At that time, everyone on the set was her own. Although she was scared, she couldn't resist. It's completely different here now.

If she was discovered here and photographed by the way, she would become famous all over the world tonight!

Seeing Monica's appearance, Allen liked to tease her. He leaned against Monica and whispered: "What are you afraid of? You can't see it outside."

"As you can see, there will be cameras filming you soon, and there will be a part for you to say hello!"

"snort."

Seeing that the girl was extremely resistant this time, Allen frowned and snorted, pretending to be a little angry.

When Monica saw that Alan seemed really angry and lowered his hand, she couldn't help but start to panic.

After waiting for a long time, he saw Allen crossed his legs and picked up the document to look at it carefully. He no longer paid attention to himself, but sat next to Allen again and said softly: "Are you angry?"

Allen glanced at Monica from the corner of his eye and said nothing.

"I that I"

Monica pointed to her mouth, bit her lip and made a gesture.

Seeing her flattering look, Allen rubbed Monica's hair and said, "We'll talk about it later, when the game starts."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole stadium seemed to explode, and the cheers of fans from all walks of life shook the water glasses on the coffee table.

Allen quickly stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the stadium under his feet. The two teams entered the field!

The Alpi Stadium in Turin has nearly 70,000 seats. There are more than 20,000 British fans present today, and the number of German fans is probably the same. The rest are neutral fans. Think about these 60,000 to 70,000 people shouting at the same time, What was that scene?

Anyway, the shock made my ears hurt, but I was still in the box. If I were outside, it would be more enjoyable to watch the game!

Players from the West Germany team, wearing blue and green uniforms, and the England team, wearing white uniforms, are already shaking hands.

Allen looked at the England team's coaching bench from a distance. This time the team was led by the legendary England coach Bobby Robson.

At this time, Bobby Robson was only in his fifties, an upright man in his prime, with black and white hair, a gray thin suit, and the logo on the chest, which made him look a bit aristocratic.

This time, under the leadership of Luo Shuai, the England team entered the semi-finals, which can be regarded as England's best World Cup result since 1966.

For more than a month, except for calling him and telling him to come to him if he had anything to do, Allen completely let him go.

He doesn't like to give random orders. He is a famous coach, so just let him go and make arrangements. Just like he did with Ferguson, the team and the management rights are given to you, so you can play whatever you want!

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Bobby Robson did not disappoint Allen and led the team to the semi-finals.

In today's game, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses. This gilded trip is quite enjoyable. He eats, drinks, makes holes, and helps Monica maintain the baby's bedroom. That's it. Good things like this, Allen I hope that the more the better in the future, so that I can brush up my qualifications more easily.

"Farke!"

"Grass!"

Allen punched the sofa with an annoyed look on his face and exerted force on his waist.

"vomit!"

Monica was pushed hard by him, rolled her eyes and retched.

At this time, the game on the field was full of German laughter. After more than ninety minutes of hard battle, the two teams were tied!

There is no overtime in this World Cup. The official match time is tied and it goes directly to the penalty shootout!

This is a very cruel way to play, and death can occur at any time.

It doesn’t depend on the team’s skills and tactics, it all depends on the players themselves.

In a penalty shootout between the two sides, England's Pierce missed a penalty first.

The German team scored all goals, and the score between the two sides ended up with West Germany leading 4:3.

And here, as the England team missed the penalty kick, the pressure was finally put on Waddle, who played last. Only if the penalty was scored, the England team had a glimmer of hope.

And this is based on the fact that the England team and West Germany missed the penalty.

However, Allen didn't care about Monica's flattering service at all. He watched the players off the court intently, starting, running, shooting, and the ball flew away!

Farke!

England missed the final.

Although he had no hope at first, when he really waited for hope to come, Allen still instinctively had a little hope. If he entered the finals, wouldn't the gold plating be even better?

Sure enough, mud can't hold up the wall!

Looking at Monica who was brought to tears by him, Allen rubbed Monica's head and coaxed her softly with an apologetic look. He didn't even bother to wipe it. With the help of the blanket, he quickly let Monica Pack up the card.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Allen looked at the big screen. The Italian did not take the camera to the Germans who were celebrating selflessly, but instead gave the camera to the little fat man of the England team, Gascoigne.

This guy will be suspended for the next game due to the accumulation of yellow cards. The England team finally created a historical achievement again, but this guy can't play.

Seeing Gascoigne standing in the field crying with tears streaming down his face, Allen grinned, what a useless thing!

You didn’t know how to work hard when you were on the court, but you cried when you lost the game?

What's the use of crying?

It’s not Monica who is a manly person. Mr. Allen doesn’t like it if Gascoigne cries again.

The semi-final ended with a total score of 5:4.

Daying was beaten to death by the Germans again.

Allen returned to the hotel in the evening, feeling a deep anger with no outlet.

He was angry, and it was okay to be eliminated by others. Last time, Argentina eliminated England, and this time it was West Germany's turn to eliminate England.

This damn England is like a baby cabbage. He is always eliminated by the team he hates the most. Not only is he hit in terms of scores, but he is also hit psychologically.

Even he, who was watching the game, was also hit.

"Don't be angry. We are the hosts, don't we lose?"

While combing her hair, Monica walked up behind Alan, put her shoulders on Alan's shoulders, and comforted him softly.

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This reason was so strong that Allen didn't know how to refute it.

Allen sighed and was about to say something, but suddenly realized, Italy also lost?

Wouldn't it mean that in the third or fourth place match, England's opponent would become the Italian team?

Here, the Monica next to me is Italian, but I am English!

The time has come to win glory for the empire. Boys, you must be worthy of Master Allen's hard work!

Let me set an example for you first.

"I remember you bought an Italian team jersey, right?"

Allen suddenly lost his temper, smiled slightly, looked at Monica who was combing her hair and asked.

"???"

Looking at Allen's eyes, Monica's hand movements paused, and she had a bad premonition.

"Yes, there is one."

"Let me wear it! Put on stockings, don't wear shorts, just wear stockings."

Allen seemed even more excited when he got the affirmative answer. He took the comb from Monica's hand, pushed Monica's shoulder, and urged her to change clothes quickly and put on the Italian team uniform.

Allen himself found the England team uniform and put it on.

Tonight Mr. Allen is going to play an early match between England and Italy in private.

Let’s see who is better, England or Italy.