green shooter

Chapter 53
"Go in! Go in! Go in! In the No.808 minute of the game, No. 99 Zhu of the Turin team scored an extremely wonderful world wave, taking the lead for the visiting team. There is not much time left for Milan."

The Milan fans at the scene also lost their voices because of Zhu Hantao's goal. This ball is indeed unstoppable. If you ask Zhu Hantao to kick this kind of ball ten times, you may not be able to score. Of course, luck is also part of strength.

Coach Novellino couldn't help laughing while sitting in his seat. He applauded Zhu Hantao and leaned back. What is an international coach?

The scene of Zhu Hantao's passionate kneeling celebration was switched to a close-up of Milan Chairman Silvio Berlusconi's expressionless face, "Zhu Hantao's goal successfully caught Berlusconi's attention. Maybe Rosenelli can look forward to the possibility of Zhu Hantao coming to Milan to play football."

The domestic audience who stayed up late to watch the game were blown up the moment they saw Zhu Hantao's goal, "Go in! It's finally here!"

"The one who said that if Zhu Hantao scores a goal live, don't even think about running away. I took a screenshot. It's useless for you to delete the post."

"Oh my god, Zhu Hantao really scored Milan's goal at the San Siro, it's too much beer."

"Zhu Hantao looks so handsome scoring a goal!"

In Zhu's restaurant, since Zhu Hantao played in Serie A, a large TV was newly installed in the store. Old Zhu and the others did not travel long distances to the scene for away games. Watching the live broadcast at home did not affect business.

Since the media had interviewed him before, Zhu Zeyu still did not forget to advertise his restaurant at home. Now, some fans of the Turin team often come here, and many Italians who have never tried Chinese food have also successfully entered the pit.

Today is the game day in Turin, and many of the people who come to eat are diehard members of the Red Bulls. A table of friends is eating and drinking while watching the game.

"Zhu directly chose to shoot and scored! The goal was scored! The world wave! Zhu's long shot from outside the penalty area went straight into the dead corner of the goal!" The commentary on the TV suddenly became louder. It turned out that Zhu Hantao scored the goal.

"Damn it, bull!"

"It's so beautiful! Ma'am, bring us another case of wine!"

"I did it! Celebrate our win!"

"The game is not over yet!"

"It's okay, there are only a few minutes left, come, come, drink!"

"What? What's the matter?" Zhu Zeyu rushed out of the back kitchen with a kitchen knife.

"Congratulations, Zhu scored again. In San Siro, he scored Milan's goal."

"Really? This kid." Lao Zhu watched the replay of the goal on TV with a proud face, "Everyone eat and drink well." He greeted casually and returned to the kitchen with a proud face, as if it was not Zhu Hantao who scored the goal but him.

In a female dormitory of a certain university in Beijing, "I'm so sleepy, the dark circles under my eyes will definitely come out tomorrow." A girl wearing a mask and looking at the computer muttered.

"Why don't you go to bed early and watch the news tomorrow morning." Another girl whispered in her ear.

"The game is almost over, and there's not much time left. I've been up all night, so why don't I just watch the game."

"Okay, okay, then don't cry sleepy, just read it and go to sleep."

There is no TV in the dormitory, and there are no good live broadcasts on the Internet at this time. Chen Mengxue and Zhou Xinmu can only watch the low-definition live broadcast on the computer screen.

"Zhu Hantao shot! It's in! It's a shocking long shot! The world wave!" Chen Mengxue listened to the commentary in the earphones just now, is she too sleepy and hallucinating, did she really go in?

Staring wide-eyed at the replay of the goal on the screen, he pinched his thigh at the same time, "Oh! It really went in!" Chen Mengxue jumped up with a loud cry, "Ah, I was so excited that I didn't pay attention. The loud noise shouldn't have woken up others, right?"

Zhou Xinmu pulled Chen Mengxue in disgust, "Slow down!" Fortunately, the other roommates slept soundly and were not woken up by them.

"Student Xiao Zhu is really amazing, I declare that I am his fan from today on."

"Do you like watching him play football? You just want him."

"I told you not to talk nonsense, it's disgusting."

"Ha ha ha ha."

……

"It's beautiful, Zhu!" Rosina ran over and hugged Zhu Hantao, "Do you want a treat when you go back?"

"Hey, definitely." Zhu Hantao replied with a silly smile, and he was also very happy that he scored such a crucial goal.

After the regular time for celebrating the game was over, with only 3 minutes of stoppage time left, the Milan team rushed to kick off and wanted to equalize the score.

The Turin coach waved his hand at this time and made another substitution adjustment, using central defender Di Loreto to replace Natali, who was under a lot of defensive pressure in this game.

This substitution successfully wasted more than a minute. If the referee hadn't warned that if he didn't get off the game quickly, he would be given a card, Natalie might have been able to delay for another minute.

Although the referee appropriately gave Milan about 1 minute more time, they still failed to score a goal. After Kaka's shot missed again, the whistle for the end of the game was blown.

"The whole game is over. In the No.11 round of the Italian Football League, AC Milan lost 16-808 at home to the Torino team. The only goal in this game was the [-]-year-old Zhu Hantao of the Torino team. The visiting team won the game with his wonderful world wave in the No.[-] minute."

"This is the end of the live broadcast of this game, thank you for watching."

Zhu Hantao and his teammates hugged each other to celebrate this hard-won victory, and thanked the fans who came to support them in the away game. The die-hard fans of the Turin team in the stands gave them applause and cheers excitedly.

Kaka took the initiative to walk towards Zhu Hantao. Zhu Hantao guessed that he wanted to exchange jerseys with him, so before he could speak, he quickly ran towards Milan No. [-] Inzaghi who was about to leave the field.

Glancing at the sunny boy who was still smiling, Zhu Hantao showed an apologetic expression, then turned to Master Jiu and said, "Can I exchange jerseys with you?" Zhu Hantao was still very polite to respectable seniors.

"Oh?" Inzaghi looked at this little guy who scored them a goal and gave them a defeat. The future is yours. Master Jiu took off his No. [-] jersey with a smile.

Taking Inzaghi's red and black striped shirt with both hands, Zhu Hantao continued cheekily: "Can you please sign it? I grew up watching your games and learning your way of playing football. I may not have learned anything else. I have learned a little about your unremitting pursuit of goals."

With a dumbfounded smile, Inzaghi took the permanent signing pen that Zhu Hantao had prepared in advance, and signed his name on his jersey.

Kaka also shook his head, looked at the back of this clever little guy walking into the player tunnel, and smiled with Inzaghi.

Satisfied, Zhu Hantao returned to the locker room, looked at his teammates who were chatting in twos and threes, and remembered what his mother had told him before, to invite his teammates to his home to get together. Counting that Zhu Hantao has been in the first team for more than two months, he also has a few friends who can talk, and he gets along well with most of his teammates.

Today they won the away game against the giants Milan, Zhu Hantao felt that it was time, "Ahem, listen to me!"

Everyone quieted down and looked at Zhu Hantao in puzzlement, what kind of tricks was this kid going to play again.

"Today we defeated the powerful European champion Serie A giants AC Milan in an away game. I also scored a goal. I think this is the result of everyone's hard work, and it is also something worth celebrating."

Coach Novellino, who had just returned to the locker room after being stopped by a TV reporter for an interview in the player tunnel, was shocked. What was he doing?Is Zhu Hantao going to take my job?

"So I sincerely invite everyone here, dear teammates, how about taking time tomorrow night to have a dinner at the restaurant opened by my family, and have a meal together?"

The members of the Turin team looked at each other, and the good brother Bodone responded first, "Okay! I heard from the younger brothers of the youth team that the Chinese food made by Zhu's family is very delicious!"

"Ok!"

"no problem!"

"Definitely go!"

Seeing that everyone agreed, Zhu Hantao was also very happy, "Don't come alone! Bring your family with you, we will be closed tomorrow night anyway, so we can sit down hahahaha."

It turned out to be like this. The head coach thought that Zhu Hantao wanted to get rid of his post-match lecture, so he pretended he didn't hear anything just now, opened the door and walked in.

The players who were talking noisyly about the dinner party tomorrow night went quiet again.

"I'm very happy. We finally won this game. Before the game, no one was optimistic about us, thinking that we could win Milan in San Siro, so I want to say that you are the best!"

"Okay, let's give you a day off after returning to Turin tomorrow, it's a reward for you."

"Wow!" "Whoo!" The players made all kinds of strange noises to express their joy.

Seeing that his boys are full of vitality, the team has a good record recently, and coach Novellino, who is not under the pressure of getting out of class, also has a chrysanthemum smile on his face.

The head coach who was about to go to the press conference glanced at Zhu Hantao, but Zhu Hantao refused.

"Follow me to the press conference?"

"Stop it, I'm still a child, call someone else!"

After the two communicated through their eyes, coach Novellino called the veteran Corini, who had an assist today, to attend the press conference together.

Zhu Hantao heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, he didn't have to ask me to deal with those unlucky reporters. He took a break to pack up and waited for them to finish before he could get on the bus and go back to the hotel.

At the press conference, the good old Rossoneri coach Ancenotti took the responsibility for the loss. It was his tactical problem rather than the players who played poorly.

Coach Novellino first praised the home team AC Milan as a great player, and it was an honor to play against them, and then praised the performance of the whole team. It was the hard work of the whole team that achieved this hard-won victory.

Although the Turin team's upset victory over Milan can already be a big book, but the greedy media still want to make some big news.

However, "Why did Zhu Hantao fail to start this game?", "Did Coach Novellino find out that there was a problem with his tactics, and finally replaced Zhu Hantao's goal to help the team win." How could Walter leave them with such questions.

"It's out of tactical considerations. Under normal circumstances, we have little hope of defeating the powerful Milan. Therefore, after research, our coaching staff decided to let Zhu Hantao appear as a surprise player in the second half to attack Milan's goal. Facts have also proved that our strategy is very correct."

All right, you win what you say, and the many media who came to San Siro have almost asked, and finally ended the post-match press conference for this game.

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