Chapter 348 Unrecorded goals
Zhuo Yang felt very good today's game. He staged a good game of scoring in the third minute. He flew sideways outside the penalty area, his body was like an eagle hitting the sky, and the football only left a faint trace in the sky.
Then he appeared in the goal.
This is AC Milan's first offensive and his first shot in the game. Zhuo Yang feels that it is easy for him to complete another hat trick today. However, this is AC Milan's last offensive and last shot today.
In the 6th minute, Zhuo Yang and Atlanta midfielder Gurent faced each other, the football was touched by Gurent. Based on the principle of launching a fast attack nearby, Zhuo Yang quickly ran to pick up the football and prepared to throw the sideline.
There is no offside statement on the sideline ball. Zhuo Yang turned the ball in his palm, staring at Kaka who was sneaking down from the corner of the penalty area. He took two steps and threw the ball over. At this moment, behind him
A loud sound came.
‘Bang!!’
Zhuo Yang was frightened and rushed forward, then turned around and watched. Fuck, the tempered glass curtain wall was smashed into a big hole by the fans.
The two brave men were grabbing the broken edge with their hands and tearing the hole apart little by little. While they had not forgotten to yell at Zhuo Yang with justice: "Shameless! You are in the mood to compete, shameless!"
The fans on both sides and the adjacent stands were encouraged, and they also brutally removed the seats and smashed them to the glass curtain wall. The atmosphere of the court reached a rush. Zhuo Yang opened his mouth and said silently: Don’t be impulsive, everyone should not be impulsive!
"Zhuo Yang, run!" Kaka pulled him up and ran towards the center line while still stunned. Seven or eight policemen who came to support walked against each other halfway. Ambroseni was calling his teammates to concentrate on the center line.
, Everyone should be together.
The referee Sakani urgently stopped the game. At this time, the hole was already big enough. The fans were competing with the police. While trying to get over, they held back and pushed back. The whole circle of stands hit the huge glass curtain wall.
The sounds came one after another, and the emotions of the fans were already uncontrollable.
Sarkani decisively ordered the players of both sides to retreat into the player channel. Zhuo Yang nagged him while walking: "Mr. Referee, I scored a goal just now, you have to remember!"
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Both sides were wrapped in coats and chatting in the passage. There were police guarding the passage. Everyone didn't know what was going on outside. They could only hear the noise without any intention of stopping, but instead felt more and more intense.
Atlanta captain Doni walked out of the passage with the police three times, looking like he was to comfort the fans, but every time he came back, he was covered in dust and his hair was soaked when he came in.
After almost an hour of idling, Mr. Sarnica hung up the phone. "Everyone, I informed the professional league committee about the situation here. Now, the game has been cancelled, and I will replay it on a date."
Suddenly, the Milanese were stunned. Atlanta didn't care, but AC Milan's schedule was very close and was the busiest in the entire Serie A top 20. In order to arrange it properly, the club's itinerary for the next two months had been accurate to every ten minutes.
, where is there any room for adjustment to make such a game?
Ancelotti was a little bit over the top. He tried to negotiate with Saccarni, but it was obviously useless. The decision to cancel the matter was the result of all aspects of shirking responsibility. If the game continues, the police will not endorse it.
Whose thing is?
Since the game was decided to end, Braida, the director who came with the team, immediately asked everyone to pack up, leave the stadium as soon as possible, and go home directly. Only Zhuo Yang still pulled the referee Sakani: "It's a day to choose."
Is it a rematch or a day to continue? I scored the goal just now, but it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t count…”
No wonder Zhuo Yang was unwilling to give up. The volley just now was sure to reach the top 10 of the season, and there was hope for competition for the best goal. It was just wasted, which was really heartbreaking.
Zhuo Yang's effective goal in the official game was reasonably erased because of such an off-court storm, which caused him to have a clear record of every goal in his career, but when he counts the total number of goals in his career many years later,
But it also made FIFA difficult.
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I don’t know who said that if you haven’t been to Italy in winter, you don’t really have been to Italy.
The winter in Italy is not as verdant as the Chinese are familiar with. It looks much gentler. The humid air makes the lazy day no longer so cold. The women here like to wear colors and complicated clothing in winter.
Like blooming flowers.
"Actually, Italian women are like peonies." Haiyang said, looking at the street outside the window: "It looks amazing at first glance, but after seeing it too much, it is inevitable that it is a bit tacky, far less aftertasteful than orchids and plum blossoms. In other words,
The girls here are not good to see."
"It seems to make some sense." Zhuo Yang also crossed his legs. "I always think this is because Italian women are relatively unconfident enough, so they spend more energy to create their appearance, which makes Italians
The clothing industry and cosmetics market are particularly prosperous.”
Zhuo Yang came back from Bergamo with the team and waited for the ocean in Milan the next day. He did not come alone, but the company's number 7 or 8. The Chinese overseas economic and trade company under the Ministry of Commerce has been fully established.
Taizi, the first stop in business, came to Italy.
Now Italy's economy is 'reform and opening up', so economic and trade companies naturally have to take this opportunity to find a way out for domestic idle private funds. The first thing they are targeting is the textile industry. Italy's textile industry has a long history and is very precipitated, but China is
After rapid development in this regard, both the scale of production capacity and technical capabilities have come from behind. As for the textile industry, China is the second place, and no one in the world dares to say that it is the first, and even a province is drawn from the east.
It's already the world's number one.
The only advantage of the Italian textile industry now is the brand they have left after time. This thing has a high added value, which is exactly what the emerging Chinese textile industry lacks. In this way, economic and trade companies are not making any decisions on this.
It's simply unbearable.
In fact, Haiyang and his leader, General Manager Hao and his group had already arrived in Italy a week ago, but they had been in Rome. Milan was the second stop, and Turin was behind them. Just now, Zhuo Yang was the landlord's friendship.
Mr. Hao and Haiyang had an Italian meal. After the guests and host wanted to have a chat, Zhuo Yang stayed alone with Haiyang to chat.
"You have been in Europe for more than five years." Haiyang said: "I know this very well, and I will tell you what you think of European women."
"How to say it? The height of girls in Germany and Nordics is not a problem, but the skeleton is too big, and it looks not very feminine, lively enough, but it is not cute." Zhuo Yang talked: "British girls are generally more common than those in English.
They are superficial and have nothing in their minds. Like American girls, they are suitable for being brainless fans or being fooled into white lotus. They are enjoyable to contribute to this wonderful world."
"French girls are very confident. No matter what they look like, they will feel like no.1. Just like opening a collection of medieval poems, although most of them are nonsense, they give people a very stylish feeling. As for Spain...
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"Fuck, I'll tell you which country's girls look good and have big breasts. Why are you talking about these?"
Chapter completed!