Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Time is running out!

The referee raised both hands and blew the whistle to end the game!

The Juventus players instantly collapsed into the pool on the ground.

The disappointment of being killed was deeply engraved on everyone's face.

As for the players of Inter Milan, the excitement accumulated in their chests was released with the sound of the whistle!

They forgot their physical exhaustion and ran all over the field!

The game is over, not afraid of getting a yellow card, Lukaku took off his jersey, revealing his strong and dark upper body, and made a long-distance sprint and kneel!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

This roar sounded like a black bear roaring from deep in the mountains and old forests!

Other players, infected by Lukaku, also took off their shirts.

Some knelt, some ran, and some dived directly, like a glider, rushing out five or six meters on the ground with water!

The most excited is Barrera.

Not only did he take off his shirt, he even took off his shorts!

Just wearing a pair of black underpants, rolling on the rain-soaked grass.

Ye Chen was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, adjusting his breathing.

In this game, Ye Chen, who scored four goals, was really tired, and his physical strength was seriously exhausted.

Especially in the second half, after the team played one less player, the physical fitness of Inter Milan's players faced a severe test!

Coupled with the cramp of right back D'Ambrosio, Ye Chen had to return to the position of full back to defend, which almost drained his last stamina bar.

He lay on the ground with his eyes slightly closed.

The rain fell from the sky, dripping on his face.

Under the back, the soaked jersey was clinging to the cold grass, and the biting chill hit.

But Ye Chen didn't feel cold at all.

Just feel tired.

I'm really tired, my head is about to smoke...

Inter Milan coach Conte, waving his fists, rushed into the field!

He's running around the field!

Once, in this land, he won the Serie A and the Champions League as the captain of Juventus.

When he took office as the coach of Inter Milan, countless Juventus fans abused and mocked Conte, calling him a traitor to Juventus!

A video of burning Conte's Juventus jersey was also posted on the Internet.

Some extreme fans even found Conte's home, threw eggs into the fence, and painted his gate!

He even harassed Conte's daughter on social media, sending some unsightly words of attack.

Conte endured all of these.

He was waiting for a moment, a moment to hit back at these fans.

Tonight, Conte returned to his hometown as the head coach of Juventus' rival Inter Milan and led Inter Milan to defeat his old club!

The moment you've been waiting for has finally arrived!

This feeling is unparalleled!

Conte deliberately went around the home fans, roaring and running.

Juventus fans shouted abuse, wave after wave, hitting Conte.

"Traitor of Juventus! Get out of here!"

"You are not worthy to be our captain, you are worthy to be a Juventus!"

"Go away, go back to your Inter Milan!"

"The traitor will die, and you will get retribution!"

These insults sounded so pleasant to him.

He even put his hands to his ears and smiled.

This action is to say, "Come on, you shout louder, I can't hear you!"

Conte ran a long lap and stopped to rest when he was tired.

When he turned around, he was startled!

I saw more than a dozen Inter Milan players who were naked and only wearing underwear, running towards me!

Barrera, the leader, pointed at Conte and shouted to his teammates:

"Come on, pick up our great head coach!"

Conte was taken aback, what the hell!

After being a coach for so many years, I have never seen such a posture.

He spread his legs and started running wildly, trying to run.

"Don't run!"

"Catch him and clean him up!"

"Hahaha, catch Conte!"

"This old man runs pretty fast!"

Conte ran ahead alone.

A dozen shirtless men were chasing after him.

The picture was once very funny.

Conte is 50 years old, and he ran a big circle around the stadium just now, how can he still run now?

After a while, Barrera jumped forward and fell down!

"Pick him, pick him, just like us!"

"Brothers, hurry up, there are not many opportunities like this hahahaha!"

Conte was lying on the ground, pretending to be serious, still struggling for the last time.

"Who? Whoever dares to pick me up, whoever touches me, I will send him to the youth team!"

Varela tore off Conte's shirt with one hand, "Even if I retire tomorrow, I will also pick you up!"

"Brothers hurry up to get started, there are not many opportunities like this, cherish it!"

More than a dozen players from Inter Milan, three times, five times and two times, wiped out Conte.

Ye Chen hid by the fence behind the bench, watching the field with a smile.

The biggest hero of this game.

The hero who staged a big four.

At this moment, they retreated behind the crowd.

On the court, Conte was fighting with his disciples shirtless.

This coach, who is known for his irascibility and sternness, unexpectedly has such a warm side.

The rain has stopped.

In the sky, the dark clouds faded.

Under the black night, looming stars appeared.

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After winning an important game, Conte, as always, gave the team a day off.

Noon the next day.

Ye Chen was busy in the kitchen of his apartment.

Eat hot pot for lunch!

This thing is simple, and the food is lively, Ye Chen likes to do it very much.

Green was helping Ye Chen chop the parsley.

The head coach of the Inter Milan youth team rented an apartment in the next building, and became neighbors in the community with Ye Chen.

He often comes to Ye Chenjia to eat hot pot, and he is already familiar with the preparation of ingredients.

"Ye Chen, yesterday's game, I watched it live, the moment the game ended, I wanted to rush into the arena from the stands to celebrate with you, but unfortunately the security stopped me, hahaha! "

Ye Chen put Green's chopped coriander into four bowls.

Drizzle sesame oil, oil consumption in turn, add a piece of fermented bean curd, and a pinch of spicy millet.

"Mr. Green, I watched the replay of the fourth ball later. If it weren't for the var, Szczesny fished the ball out of the goal, the referee might really have missed it!"

"All I can say is, it's amazing!"

Green sneered,

"Hmph, that is, the var video referee is here, and the referee dare not be too presumptuous. In fact, have you noticed that the referee has been biased towards Juventus."

"Not long after the start of the second half, Vecino's tackle, at most one yellow card, was given a red card! Don't be too obvious..."

Ye Chen laughed, "After all, it's Juventus' home court, so it's understandable!"

Barrera is in the living room, tinkering with the induction cooker.

When he used to eat hot pot with Ye Chen and Green, he just focused on eating and never paid attention to how to use the induction cooker.

In addition, the induction cooker bought by Ye Chen from a Chinese supermarket, the buttons are all in Chinese, and Barrera can't understand a single word.

He clicked and clicked blindly, but still didn't turn on the switch.

He scratched his ear and scratched his cheek.

"Ye Chen," he yelled into the kitchen, "come out and show your father how to use things, you can't handle them!"

Ye Chen and Green came out of the kitchen carrying sauces and ingredients.

"You trash only knows how to eat, you don't even know how to use the pot!"

Ye Chen smiled and turned on the induction cooker. ,

When it boils, the hot pot bottom material in the pot also emits a tempting aroma.

Varela looked at the mutton rolls on the table, and his mouth started to growl.

"Why isn't Mendez coming, I'm so hungry!"

Ye Chen looked at his phone, it showed 11:58.

"Wait another 2 minutes, Mr. Mendez is a punctual man and is never late."

As soon as the voice fell, "Ding Dong", the doorbell rang.

Ye Chen opened the door.

Mr. Mendez was wearing a slim brown suit and smiling broadly.

He handed Ye Chen a bottle of red wine with both hands.

"Give you a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite, Ye Chen, congratulations, you have created a miracle!"