Chapter 255: Selling personal feelings?

There were more and more people coming around. Although the two sides restrained no conflict, in the end an old ruffian finally could not bear it.
Materazzi's hand was pinched on Sun Wu's neck, "Mario was injured on the ground, you should kick the ball out of the bottom line!"
"Injured?" Sun Wu slaps away Materazzi's hand and points to the of running. "Where was injured?!"
Balotelli took a step, the dense crowd looked back at the same time, the Wolfsburg players looked with approval in the eyes, and the teammates all gritted their teeth!
If it is a defensive player, it is likely to quickly climb up and push forward and fall down. If it is a clever player, it will probably not lie on the ground and pretend to be injured... But god, it should not fall when it falls. , I can't afford to get up!
"That's your foul first!" Materazzi changed his angle.
Sun Wu snorted without speaking, turned to look at the referee and the referee, how Balotelli fell down, this is the key to the penalty.
Mourinho moaned painfully. He was the first to discover the problem, so he did not justify the offside of the opponent, but emphasized that the game time has come.
Seeing the other party no longer excuse, Materazzi hurriedly turned around and yelled at the referee, but the referee showed a yellow card.
Sun Wu, who is no longer arguing, quietly withdrew from the crowd. In the continuous debate, under the guidance of Sun Wu's intentional or unintentional, the focus of the discussions between the two sides shifted, from whether Madron was offside to Balotelli. foul……
The boos, roars, and insults in the stands are getting louder and louder, the blazing fireworks have been ignited, and even the seats have been removed...
Even the tall Moratti sat down and tried to walk into the court and communicate with the referee.
Sun Wu stood on the middle circle with his arms on the waist, looking up at the noisy fans in the stands with great interest, thinking about going back and frying a steak for Erha himself. Well, go buy the best!
Without the "God's Perspective", Sun Wu could never see Balotelli falling to the ground 50 meters away.
"Good job!" Sun Wu patted Zheke's back. "It's cold to see Madeleine stop the shot and miss the shot..."
"As long as I don't whistle, my task is to get the ball to the goal!" Zheke blinked. "Does my ability match my ambition?"
"Of course." Sun Wu embraced Zheke. "You will be the best big man in European football!"
After a five-minute timeout, the head referee squeezed out of the crowd and raised a right finger towards the middle circle with a long whistle.
The boos in the stands rose violently, and some fans had thrown debris down. Mourinho waved angrily to protest, kicking the water bottle around him with one foot!
The big screen also gave a replay. When Misimovic made a corner kick, Eto'o shoved Balotelli in the previous push between each other...
"The goal is effective!" Liu Jianhong said excitedly: "The fans and friends in front of the TV set are up late tonight. Although most of the time is relatively flat, although it is a 2 to 2 draw, the process has been ups and downs..."
"First of all, Sun Wu's long-distance attack broke the goal. Inter Milan scored two cities to reverse the score after 80 minutes, but Sun Wu sent a long pass in stoppage time..." Tao Wei said with a smile: "Zheke's goal will definitely become tomorrow's The headline of the big sports newspaper is a very controversial penalty, which is very similar to the goal scored last year by Eurofan Fanny."
After the kick-off, Mota sent a long pass, Madeleine pressured Lucio header back, Sneijder just stopped the ball, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.
Four games, three draws and one loss, only three points, this is almost destined to be eliminated, the disappointment of the Inter players hangs in the face, the first time to participate in the Champions League Milito's eyes are red, Mourinho walked onto the court Bowed down and comforted the players sitting on the lawn one by one.
No, the Inter team really can't make it?
If Inter Milan can't make it, Mourinho can't go to Real Madrid, and then...
Rolf walked onto the court and hugged Sun Wu, "Good job, he can't stop you!"
"Of course." Sun Wu glanced at Amin Fei who was standing far away in an interview.
"Best." Someone said hello.
Sun Wu quickly turned around and saw Zanetti took off the jersey and handed it over.
"Thank you." Sun Wu also took off the jersey, "Why did you last..."
"That's because there is still this game, the World Wave Qualifiers in early September, I heard Messi and Aguero talk about you." Zanetti smiled barely.
At this time, there was a commotion on the sidelines of the Inter Milan bench.
Zanetti turned to look at the start, and Sun Wu on the side said with a smile: "Manchester United was equalized by the Moscow Central Army, which is also 2 to 2. It is also said that the Russians scored a lore to equalize in stoppage time."
Sanetti's face flashed with joy, which was good news for him.
In the next round, Inter Milan will play against Manchester United at home. If they can win the game, they can score 6 points. Manchester United are only 8 points now.
In the final round, Manchester United will play against Wolfsburg and Inter Milan will play against the relatively weak Moscow Central Army.
The news of Manchester United being tied was spread all over the stadium, the riots of fans in the stands began to subside slowly, and Inter players sitting on the lawn finally recovered from depression.
Mota, whose brain is the best to find Sun Wu, "Best, listen to Havel, have you stayed in La Masia?"
"Uh, it's just restorative training." Sun Wu looked at Mota's smiling face with a sense of vigilance.
"I have also stayed in La Masia for two years, and I know Xavi, Iniesta, Puyol." Mota said with a smile: "You can get together after the end of the season..."
Uh, Sun Wu’s previous life really hadn’t heard that Mota and Harvey were very familiar, but they had heard that Mota played the main midfielder in Barcelona that year, and was later sold because of the glass man system...
"and so?"
"So, the final round..." Mota hugged Sun Wu's shoulders, "A draw is enough!"
Sun Wu understands this time. If Inter Milan can win Manchester United in the next round, Manchester United will be tied by Wolfsburg in the final round, and Inter Milan can successfully win the Moscow Central Army. Both Inter and Manchester United will have 9 points. .
The situation is really complicated!
In the UEFA Champions League group stage, the same points first refer to the victory or defeat. Inter Milan draws 0-0 in the first round. If they can win Manchester United in the next round, Inter Milan will beat Manchester United in the final round.
"What's the use of telling me..."
"You are the core of Wolfsburg, don't tell you... Do you want to talk to your head coach?" Mota whispered, "Anyway, after you defeated the Moscow Central Army in the next game, 10 points have been able to qualify early ~EbookFREE.me~ Sun Wu's eyes turned round and round, smiling and coping with a few words before walking away, thinking about whether to really sell his personal feelings, although Mota had countless injuries in the early stage of his career, But the attendance rate in Paris Saint-Germain is not low in the later period, he can provide a lot of points every season steadily!
After entering the player tunnel, Sun Wu unexpectedly saw Mourinho's hand extended.
"It's great to see you go from a pure actor to a mixture of actors and professional players." Mourinho said with a straight face, "I hope there will be a chance to meet again in the future."
Without waiting for Sun Wu to reply, Mourinho pulled out his hand and turned away.
Sun Wu pouted, two rounds of the game ended, Zanetti ran to exchange jerseys, Mourinho showed his favor.
It has to be said that although Mourinho is so arrogant that he is called "madman", he is a head coach with a high EQ.
As long as he is not in a state of hostility, Mourinho does not mean to show his temperament, mind and even sense of humor.
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