NOVEL NEXT Shot
Chapter 17
Chapter 17
For an excellent coach, it is necessary to grasp the ever-changing situation on the court and make quick adjustments. Obviously, Costacurta is far from reaching the standard of an excellent coach. Another blow to the head.
In the 39th minute of the first half, Inter Milan youth team forward Gianluca made a powerful long-range shot from the outside of the penalty area, which was punched out by Gomis who performed well, and Torino defender No. 2 Coroni made a hasty clearance.
At this moment, a blue-black figure suddenly appeared outside the penalty area, like a swift and fierce leopard. Before the ball hit the ground, it kicked and hit the middle of the ball with its powerful calf. The ball made a swishing sound and hung straight. Goal top left corner.
"Beautiful long shot, poor Gomis hardly reacted, but he did his best, our young lad today was obviously beaten, Inter Milan's No. 19 Thornton scored a beautiful long shot shot, and the score became 2:0", Tomasi's weak commentary was more like a five-character poem, but although Tomasi didn't blame the youth team boys too much, but, "I Don't know if our lads were tempted by the boss of the first team last season, what will happen next? Our lads should take courage and go for the goal! Go for the equalizer! What their big brother didn't do , doesn’t mean they can’t either!”
Cairo in the VIP seat heard Tomasi's on-site commentary, and his face changed like a pig's liver, "Damn old man, the youth team is not good, what are you doing to the senior team, the new season is about to start, The old guy can't say something nice!"
However, the performance of the Turin youth team today really dissatisfied Mr. Chairman. After a while, the two cigars were finished. One can imagine Mr. Cairo's mood now.
"What the hell is Billy doing? Where's our Ronaldo? Where's the Chinese?" Cairo suddenly remembered Xiang Nan, who the club had just signed with a huge sum of 100 million euros, and finally couldn't help complaining.
Costacurta doesn't know what Mr. Chairman thinks at this moment, but at this moment, he has no choice. The game has reached this point, and he must strengthen his offense. Watching the players of the Inter Milan youth team, they are ravaged like they are in their own back garden. Looking at their home court, the Turin fans in the stands finally couldn't bear it and began to vent their dissatisfaction. The crackling fireworks were crazily releasing their manic emotions.
"We don't want to watch this kind of game!" This is a more tactful fan,
"Turin lads, score one!" This is a strong fan,
"TMD, blue and black bastard---" This is a brother who hates evil and hates him------
But fortunately, there was no shouting of "Old Billy dismissed get out of class". It is estimated that this classic thing is not popular in Italy yet.
"Andre, go warm up! Use your speed to beat these bastards for me!" Finally, Costacurta couldn't bear it anymore!
Xiang Nan nodded, did not speak, and responded to his coach with confident and firm eyes.
At this time, Tomasi, who was extremely broken and lost, quickly found Xiangnan who was warming up on the sidelines. Obviously, this strange player with yellow skin and black hair was the best way to divert the attention of depressed Turin fans at this time. topic.
"We saw a player warming up on the sidelines. My God, this is a yellow-skinned, black-haired player. I don't know when the club introduced this Japanese player again. Could it be that Chairman Cairo is in love with Japanese sashimi now? Is it?" Tomasi's quip drew a burst of derisive laughter from the fans.
Obviously, the performance of Dahei Jiangzhi in the warm-up match before the season has not been widely recognized by Turin fans. Unfortunately, because of this reason, Xiangnan is now temporarily dubbed the disgusting title of "Japanese sashimi" !
"TMD, I'm Chinese!" Xiang Nan yelled at the commentary stand. Obviously, Tomasi's nonsense made the young Chinese boy very angry. Although he seldom returned to China, as an old overseas Chinese Families, history education for children, to be honest, do better than some families in China!Xiangnan was educated by his grandma since he was a child, which started from the Eight Years of Anti-Japanese War and the Nanjing Massacre!Overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese pay more attention to Chinese traditional culture and history.In the hearts of these overseas wanderers, the motherland will always be the eternal root deep in their hearts!
The Chinese boy was very angry, and the consequences were very serious, and he even remembered the big black general who hurt his innocent self.
In the 43rd minute of the first half, the Turin youth team made the first substitution adjustment. The whole first half was mediocre, and the sleepwalking young forward No. 9 Conte was replaced by a strange On the eastern face of the 61st, go south.
"Conte was replaced. Throughout the first half, our young lads didn't have a clear direction. I hope the lads will not be too guilty after the end. The team's performance today is very poor, not his fault alone!" Massi still gave some encouragement to the young players. He was very tolerant of these youth team boys, and did not sprinkle salt on the injured No. 9 of the Turin youth team. "Now let's look at our new player" Sashimi' boy, will there be any surprises for us?"
Maybe Tomasi thought that Xiang Nan was a Japanese player, so he thought it was okay to say this, but in the eyes of the Chinese boy, this already made him almost angry.
And the best way to vent your anger is to ravage the arrogant Inter Milan youth team players on the field!
A big shout out to South and a bear hug with Grigino!
The armored F1 chariot roared, wantonly venting the anger in its heart,
I want to score, score!
I'm here to shoot!
A voice shouted and roared in Xiangnan's chest, like the awakening memory of a prehistoric monster that is about to be resurrected. At this moment, in the chest of the Chinese boy, there is nothing that can stop his desire to shoot. At this moment, Xiangnan is a gravitational force The roaring and terrifying F1 prehistoric chariot ready to go!
Greenino was also very happy to see his lucky star, the Chinese boy, finally playing. After an afternoon of getting to know each other, the two have become good friends.
The other teammates saw the wind-like speed and keen sense of smell of the Chinese boy in the morning, and they already had a certain amount of trust in Xiang Nan.Xiang Nan's playing also gave the players on the field who had been weak in offense a little bit of confidence.
On the football field, strength always speaks for itself!
Xiang Nan turned his attention to the No. 19 right midfielder of the Inter Milan youth team, who had a great reputation for a while. Off the court, he has only remembered the name of this young man who was so famous in the first half. This is a powerful guy, running actively , The steal is also good, there is a long shot, and the footwork is not bad.
"Is that Thornton?" Xiang Nan said silently, "I want to see how good you are!"
Thornton in the distance had just received a pass from his teammate. At this moment, feeling the provocative eyes of this yellow-skinned kid who had just entered the field, he also gave a sideways glance to the south unwilling to admit defeat.
The on-site commentator's nose is always the most sensitive to smell, they are born crazy makers, "The 'Sashimi' we just played and Inter Milan's No. 19 Thornton seem to be not very pleasing to each other, 'Sashimi 'Come on! Get rid of Inter Milan!' At this time, Tomasi got the information just sent by his assistant, and took a quick look, "Well, our sashimi is a Chinese boy. I don't know if China has raw fish What about the film?"
Xiang Nan has no time to listen to this chattering narrator talking nonsense at the moment, because he has already faced Thornton directly!
Holding a long gun, wearing a mask like cold iron, under his crotch is a sweaty BMW fighter who snorts vigorously;
Holding a huge shield, he fell into a horse pit tragically, and stared coldly at the roaring ancient knight who came to kill him!
Feeling Thornton's provocative and slightly disdainful eyes, the F1 chariot roared and started, and no one could stop me!An inexplicable madness burned wildly in Xiang Nan's body, I want to score a goal! ! ! ! ! !
Xiang Nan swept his left foot, turned his heel, dunked the ball to the right, and suddenly leaned forward---
"Are you finally going to make a move?" Thornton raised the corner of his mouth and shoveled it off.
but-------
"It's passed!!! It's passed!!! Our Chinese boy passed and left Thornton behind. We can't imagine what a wonderful move it was. The murals in the Duomo church can testify that the Chinese boy started Accelerated, oh my god, this is the speed of the wind, the speed of Ronaldo, the FI chariot drove to the Olympic stadium! ———Can this goal be scored?” Tomasi started to go crazy, roaring, and the entire Olympic Stadium seemed to have stopped at this moment————
(End of this chapter)
For an excellent coach, it is necessary to grasp the ever-changing situation on the court and make quick adjustments. Obviously, Costacurta is far from reaching the standard of an excellent coach. Another blow to the head.
In the 39th minute of the first half, Inter Milan youth team forward Gianluca made a powerful long-range shot from the outside of the penalty area, which was punched out by Gomis who performed well, and Torino defender No. 2 Coroni made a hasty clearance.
At this moment, a blue-black figure suddenly appeared outside the penalty area, like a swift and fierce leopard. Before the ball hit the ground, it kicked and hit the middle of the ball with its powerful calf. The ball made a swishing sound and hung straight. Goal top left corner.
"Beautiful long shot, poor Gomis hardly reacted, but he did his best, our young lad today was obviously beaten, Inter Milan's No. 19 Thornton scored a beautiful long shot shot, and the score became 2:0", Tomasi's weak commentary was more like a five-character poem, but although Tomasi didn't blame the youth team boys too much, but, "I Don't know if our lads were tempted by the boss of the first team last season, what will happen next? Our lads should take courage and go for the goal! Go for the equalizer! What their big brother didn't do , doesn’t mean they can’t either!”
Cairo in the VIP seat heard Tomasi's on-site commentary, and his face changed like a pig's liver, "Damn old man, the youth team is not good, what are you doing to the senior team, the new season is about to start, The old guy can't say something nice!"
However, the performance of the Turin youth team today really dissatisfied Mr. Chairman. After a while, the two cigars were finished. One can imagine Mr. Cairo's mood now.
"What the hell is Billy doing? Where's our Ronaldo? Where's the Chinese?" Cairo suddenly remembered Xiang Nan, who the club had just signed with a huge sum of 100 million euros, and finally couldn't help complaining.
Costacurta doesn't know what Mr. Chairman thinks at this moment, but at this moment, he has no choice. The game has reached this point, and he must strengthen his offense. Watching the players of the Inter Milan youth team, they are ravaged like they are in their own back garden. Looking at their home court, the Turin fans in the stands finally couldn't bear it and began to vent their dissatisfaction. The crackling fireworks were crazily releasing their manic emotions.
"We don't want to watch this kind of game!" This is a more tactful fan,
"Turin lads, score one!" This is a strong fan,
"TMD, blue and black bastard---" This is a brother who hates evil and hates him------
But fortunately, there was no shouting of "Old Billy dismissed get out of class". It is estimated that this classic thing is not popular in Italy yet.
"Andre, go warm up! Use your speed to beat these bastards for me!" Finally, Costacurta couldn't bear it anymore!
Xiang Nan nodded, did not speak, and responded to his coach with confident and firm eyes.
At this time, Tomasi, who was extremely broken and lost, quickly found Xiangnan who was warming up on the sidelines. Obviously, this strange player with yellow skin and black hair was the best way to divert the attention of depressed Turin fans at this time. topic.
"We saw a player warming up on the sidelines. My God, this is a yellow-skinned, black-haired player. I don't know when the club introduced this Japanese player again. Could it be that Chairman Cairo is in love with Japanese sashimi now? Is it?" Tomasi's quip drew a burst of derisive laughter from the fans.
Obviously, the performance of Dahei Jiangzhi in the warm-up match before the season has not been widely recognized by Turin fans. Unfortunately, because of this reason, Xiangnan is now temporarily dubbed the disgusting title of "Japanese sashimi" !
"TMD, I'm Chinese!" Xiang Nan yelled at the commentary stand. Obviously, Tomasi's nonsense made the young Chinese boy very angry. Although he seldom returned to China, as an old overseas Chinese Families, history education for children, to be honest, do better than some families in China!Xiangnan was educated by his grandma since he was a child, which started from the Eight Years of Anti-Japanese War and the Nanjing Massacre!Overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese pay more attention to Chinese traditional culture and history.In the hearts of these overseas wanderers, the motherland will always be the eternal root deep in their hearts!
The Chinese boy was very angry, and the consequences were very serious, and he even remembered the big black general who hurt his innocent self.
In the 43rd minute of the first half, the Turin youth team made the first substitution adjustment. The whole first half was mediocre, and the sleepwalking young forward No. 9 Conte was replaced by a strange On the eastern face of the 61st, go south.
"Conte was replaced. Throughout the first half, our young lads didn't have a clear direction. I hope the lads will not be too guilty after the end. The team's performance today is very poor, not his fault alone!" Massi still gave some encouragement to the young players. He was very tolerant of these youth team boys, and did not sprinkle salt on the injured No. 9 of the Turin youth team. "Now let's look at our new player" Sashimi' boy, will there be any surprises for us?"
Maybe Tomasi thought that Xiang Nan was a Japanese player, so he thought it was okay to say this, but in the eyes of the Chinese boy, this already made him almost angry.
And the best way to vent your anger is to ravage the arrogant Inter Milan youth team players on the field!
A big shout out to South and a bear hug with Grigino!
The armored F1 chariot roared, wantonly venting the anger in its heart,
I want to score, score!
I'm here to shoot!
A voice shouted and roared in Xiangnan's chest, like the awakening memory of a prehistoric monster that is about to be resurrected. At this moment, in the chest of the Chinese boy, there is nothing that can stop his desire to shoot. At this moment, Xiangnan is a gravitational force The roaring and terrifying F1 prehistoric chariot ready to go!
Greenino was also very happy to see his lucky star, the Chinese boy, finally playing. After an afternoon of getting to know each other, the two have become good friends.
The other teammates saw the wind-like speed and keen sense of smell of the Chinese boy in the morning, and they already had a certain amount of trust in Xiang Nan.Xiang Nan's playing also gave the players on the field who had been weak in offense a little bit of confidence.
On the football field, strength always speaks for itself!
Xiang Nan turned his attention to the No. 19 right midfielder of the Inter Milan youth team, who had a great reputation for a while. Off the court, he has only remembered the name of this young man who was so famous in the first half. This is a powerful guy, running actively , The steal is also good, there is a long shot, and the footwork is not bad.
"Is that Thornton?" Xiang Nan said silently, "I want to see how good you are!"
Thornton in the distance had just received a pass from his teammate. At this moment, feeling the provocative eyes of this yellow-skinned kid who had just entered the field, he also gave a sideways glance to the south unwilling to admit defeat.
The on-site commentator's nose is always the most sensitive to smell, they are born crazy makers, "The 'Sashimi' we just played and Inter Milan's No. 19 Thornton seem to be not very pleasing to each other, 'Sashimi 'Come on! Get rid of Inter Milan!' At this time, Tomasi got the information just sent by his assistant, and took a quick look, "Well, our sashimi is a Chinese boy. I don't know if China has raw fish What about the film?"
Xiang Nan has no time to listen to this chattering narrator talking nonsense at the moment, because he has already faced Thornton directly!
Holding a long gun, wearing a mask like cold iron, under his crotch is a sweaty BMW fighter who snorts vigorously;
Holding a huge shield, he fell into a horse pit tragically, and stared coldly at the roaring ancient knight who came to kill him!
Feeling Thornton's provocative and slightly disdainful eyes, the F1 chariot roared and started, and no one could stop me!An inexplicable madness burned wildly in Xiang Nan's body, I want to score a goal! ! ! ! ! !
Xiang Nan swept his left foot, turned his heel, dunked the ball to the right, and suddenly leaned forward---
"Are you finally going to make a move?" Thornton raised the corner of his mouth and shoveled it off.
but-------
"It's passed!!! It's passed!!! Our Chinese boy passed and left Thornton behind. We can't imagine what a wonderful move it was. The murals in the Duomo church can testify that the Chinese boy started Accelerated, oh my god, this is the speed of the wind, the speed of Ronaldo, the FI chariot drove to the Olympic stadium! ———Can this goal be scored?” Tomasi started to go crazy, roaring, and the entire Olympic Stadium seemed to have stopped at this moment————
(End of this chapter)
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