my name is colane

Chapter 361 89. Betting 2
At this time, cheers sounded from the bar. Hugo and Mushasha were all focused on the conversation just now and didn't pay attention to the situation. Everyone's cheers caught their attention. His face fell because it was the Roma fans celebrating.

"Are you sure you won't change your choice?!" Hugo asked with a bitter face.

"I will not change my choice! I firmly believe that I will win today!" Mu Shasha said firmly.

Hugo really wants to open her head and see, who gave you such confidence, girl, what can you, a fan far away in China, influence the team? !What else can I know? !Understanding is superficial.

"Okay then, if you choose Trapani, I will win if I choose Rome, so that we can achieve our goal of betting!" Hugo said aggrievedly.

"That's not necessarily the case! Maybe they could still be a tie!" Mu Shasha added.

"Then other circumstances will not be considered!" Hugo made the rules.

"Wait a minute, don't worry, talk about the bet first! I invited you for dinner today!

Mu Shasha unconsciously grabbed Hugo's wrist. Her hand was characteristic of an oriental woman. It was small and delicate. When it touched Hugo's skin, Hugo was a little agitated.

Mu Shasha might have sensed Hugo's strangeness, and quickly withdrew her hand in embarrassment. The two looked at each other, and eased the embarrassment with a smile. Hugo took advantage of this opportunity and said: "If you win, I will go with you." , if I win, you come with me! How about it?!"

Hugo is serious, very serious!
Mu Shasha was stunned, then covered her mouth and laughed, "You are such a cunning guy, your Chinese is really good, and your understanding of the literal meaning is very accurate, this bet is of no benefit to me!"

"The bet should be like this, if you win, I can be your girlfriend! If you don't win, hehe, you understand!" Mu Shasha made such a suggestion, "Hey, I have made a huge concession! Will you agree, you must know that you can only realize your wish if Rome wins!"

Mu Shasha teased Hugo, Hugo thought it was so rare!
"What do you think I will choose?!" Hugo said with a smile.

"I don't know! I know the story between you and Trapani, I don't think you will be willing to give up Trapani, right?!" Mu Shasha continued to tease.

"Sasha, you are right. I love my team. I look forward to them being able to stand on the highest position in the world one day! Losing the game against Roma is actually nothing to Trapani! For the happiness of my life, I can't wait to see Trapani lose this game today!" Hugo grabbed Mu Shasha said with her hand.

"Okay, let's concentrate on watching the game!" Mu Shasha laughed.

After watching the two for less than a minute, Mu Shasha tilted her head and stared at Hugo, "You won't call Zeman to let him lose this game on purpose?!"

After thinking about it, Hugo said with a wry smile: "Sister, you are still thinking about the match-fixing case. I have already said that there is no such thing. I didn't buy the ball. Just wait and see, they will give it to me after a while." To be fair, I’m not that kind of person, what day is today?! I can’t cheat, I’m not human if I cheat! Besides, you think it’s useful for me to call Zeman?! He absolutely can’t listen to me!”

The goal for Roma was Cassano, whom Hugo hated the most. Fortunately, Hugo didn’t witness Cassano’s goal celebration but focused on Moussa, otherwise his lungs would explode. Cassano was able to celebrate under the stands of the home team fans, which made the home team fans angry.

After he scored, Trapani fought back desperately. It is said that today's game is very open. Zeman is a stubborn offensive coach, and Spalletti is also an offensive coach. This game started from the very beginning. It was an adrenaline-fueled game, with both sides aggressive.

In terms of details, Roma's offensive system is more sophisticated, and Totti and Cassano's technical level is quite good. On the other hand, Trapani's offense should be more open and close. In terms of handling the ball, whether it is Lucarelli or Klose or Mascara lack some delicate ingredients in it.

Trapani's advantage lies in the strength of the frontcourt. Their constant pressing has caused a lot of trouble for Roma. Roma lacks the high point of the frontcourt and it is difficult to achieve the fulcrum function. On the whole, their midfield The lack of Emerson will have a huge impact, and Spalletti will also need time to run in the team and reduce the impact of the lack of Emerson.

It is precisely because of this situation that Trapani's offenses are many, but the quality is not very high, while Roma's offenses are not many, but the quality of offense is good. In the 13th minute, the Roma team caught Trapani's defense. Mistake, another victory, Roma leads Trapani 2:0.

The huge boos at the scene can be clearly heard from the TV, and it is not known whether the boos are for the publicized Roma players or the Trapani players.

"Oh, I'm stupid, what kind of shit is this kicking!" Hugo couldn't help cursing. Trapani's performance can't be said to dissatisfy him. He has offense, but why he always loses the ball at critical moments , to blame Di Loreto for slipping, this kind of thing is inevitable, it is a moment worth forgiving.

After scolding just now, he hammered the table and saw Mu Shasha. He remembered the bet again, and became happy again in an instant. The team lost, but the beauty on the opposite side belonged to me !

"Sasha, let's say we won't go back on our word!" Hugo made a lewd look.

"I will never regret it, I believe Trapani will win!" Museosa gave Hugo a white look, still watching the game intently, and said firmly.

If I really lose this game, should I call Zeman and thank him? !thought Hugo.

Tony is the first captain, Victor is the second captain, and Kameni is the third captain. Now the two captains have been injured one after another. Kameni is the captain of the game. He was pierced by the opponent twice in a row while guarding the goal. The gate, the anger in his heart can be imagined, and finally he couldn't help but cursed loudly.

"You fucking think about the team! Think about where this is! This is the Barbera Stadium, don't you fucking want to see us being bloodbathed by Rome?!"

Micoud, who is usually very kind, also loudly encouraged Trapani's players. Zeman yelled loudly on the edge of the court: "Fucking up, I don't care how much you lose. I want you to fuck up now." Score a goal! Score a goal!"

Trapani's listless players were awakened, and Roma began to relax after the goal. They probably didn't expect the two goals to come so easily, and the time of 20 minutes had not yet come.

20 minutes before the first half, it seemed that fate was on Roma's side. They could always bring enough threats to Trapani, but after 20 minutes, the situation changed suddenly, and the god of fate turned another direction.

First, in the 24th minute, Klose pressed forward, Chivu passed the ball and kicked, Lucarelli picked up a big gift for nothing and scored Trapani's first goal of the game, followed by only 3 minutes After that, Micoud took a corner kick, Di Loreto made up for it, and headed Trapani to equalize the score.

"Bravo!" Hugo lifted the bottle and drank it like no one else was there. This is so fucking exciting, my wife is too exciting, Hugo couldn't help applauding!
"Bravo!" Mu Shasha also stood up happily and shouted.

"It turns out that you still hope that Trapani wins!" Mu Shasha teased.

"Now I finally understand why you are so confident!" Hugo and Musasha touched the wine bottle, "It is my instinct to cheer for Trapani, but for my happiness, I still have to hope that the result is a loss This match!"

Hugo blinked his eyes.

"I guess you won't succeed today!" Mu Shasha also blinked and smiled.

(End of this chapter)