Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Guardiola looked up and watched Ye Chen's goals being replayed over and over again on the big screen at the Acha Stadium.

Barrera's simple through kick pierced through Manchester City's impenetrable defense in the Premier League!

Ye Chen's shot is also clean and neat, not inferior to the first-class striker's touch in front of the goal.

When Guardiola's eyes finally fell on the big [3:0] scoreboard, a kind of panic from the heart began to spread on Guardiola's face.

"It's over, it's over now..."

Guardiola didn't touch his bald head, just stood there dumbly.

The total score is 1 to 3 behind Inter Milan, which means that if Manchester City wants to advance, they must score at least two goals!

There are only ten minutes left in the game, which is almost an impossible task.

The Spanish coach is very clear in his heart that Inter Milan has stepped into the territory of the top four of the Champions League with one foot; and his team has been pushed to the edge of the cliff, and it is only a matter of time before they fall into the abyss.

He looked at Conte again.

Guardiola originally thought that after Inter Milan scored the goal that sealed the victory, Conte would not continue to pretend to be deep, and would not continue to suppress the excitement in his heart.

It's time for this old Italian churro to show his fox tail and show his inner ecstasy!

He would definitely jump in front of him excitedly, wave his fists, shake his messy lion-like hair, and shout angrily: "We won, you are out!"

However, through Guardiola's eyes, Conte is still sitting firmly on the bench, without any celebration.

There was even a gloomy look on his face.

Conte didn't celebrate with the players or his coaching team, he just sat in his seat so calmly, he seemed a little... lonely?

"What a terrible guy, the city is bottomless!"

Guardiola looked at Conte's eyes, shining with awe.

When Conte coached Chelsea in the Premier League before, he played against Guardiola's Manchester City.

At that time, Conte had a stubborn personality, conservative and single tactics. Although he won a Premier League championship, he was soon dismissed as Chelsea's performance declined next season.

So in Gua's heart, Conte is a first-class coach, but it is far from world-class.

Unexpectedly, after Conte returned to Serie A to coach Inter Milan, there was such a transformation!

"Deliberately showing weakness, even at the cost of losing the first round, confusing me and disrupting my tactical deployment, in exchange for a comeback at home. This is the knockout round of the Champions League. This guy is really skilled and bold!"

Guardiola took a deep breath and shook his bare head helplessly.

So much so that the assistant coach called him several times before he reacted.

"Boss, what shall we do next?"

"Need a replacement?"

"Boss?"

"Oh, put on Aguero and give it a go." Gua turned and answered the assistant.

In the 80th minute, Manchester City replaced midfielder David Silva and Argentine veteran Aguero, playing a 424 formation, trying to use the desperate style of 4 forwards to score two consecutive goals in the last 10 minutes.

Although Guardiola also knows that doing so is very risky.

But Manchester City, which was driven to a desperate situation, had no other way but to sacrifice defense in exchange for offensive results.

Seeing that Manchester City replaced a striker, this time, Conte did not hesitate any longer and immediately replaced.

Although he said that he didn't care about these players and played as they wanted, but he definitely still didn't want to let go.

After all, he is the head coach of Inter Milan.

Although you don't listen to my command on the field, you can't help the arrangement of substitutions!

"Exit Ye Chen, enter Candreva!"

In Conte's view, the game is over in only 10 minutes. At this time, Ye Chen, who is inclined to attack, is replaced by veteran Candreva. Keep the road full game over.

Seeing the fourth official holding up the number 29, Ye Chen knew that Conte had finally given up.

However, given that the game is coming to an end soon, Inter Milan's offensive has been fully launched, and the mentality of the teammates is also very positive, Ye Chen is basically sure that Inter Milan can win this game, so he still applauds with his teammates with a smile on his face , talk a few words, end.

"We played well, keep playing like this!"

"Keep the pressure on, put the pressure on Manchester City!"

When Ye Chen left the field, all [-] Meazza fans stood up and cheered for Ye Chen!

They gave their applause generously for the heroes of Meazza.

The clapping applause flooded towards Ye Chen.

At that moment, Ye Chen only felt that the applause was as bright as the gorgeous sunshine, which made people feel at ease!

Even Guardiola applauded Ye Chen.

The Spanish coach maintained the demeanor of a top coach, looked at Ye Chen with a smile, and gave him a thumbs up.

As a person who once led Barcelona to the Champions League twice, Gua's desire for the Champions League is not as strong as that of ordinary coaches. Therefore, Gua can still treat this young man with appreciation for Ye Chen, who has scored twice against his own goal.

In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, except that Wushan is not a cloud, maybe this is the reason!

Gua covered his mouth with his hands, and said softly to the teaching assistant beside him: "Call the boss, Mansour, and see if I can get Ye Chen to Manchester City this summer. I really want to coach this kid."

Ye Chen walked to the sidelines and faced Conte.

Conti squeezed out a half-smile.

Conte has never had a good face when dealing with players who do not follow his own tactical arrangements.

But since Ye Chen scored two goals in a row and almost single-handedly pulled the team into the semi-finals of the Champions League, Conte couldn't blame him.

"Okay, not bad." Conte said to Ye Chen in a calm tone, and then stretched out his hand, ready to give Ye Chen a high-five.

Ye Chen took the initiative to step forward, gave Conte a big hug, and then whispered in his ear:

"Boss, you can't be too timid as a coach, man, when you should be tough, you can't be soft!"

Conte was taken aback, his face turned green!

A fire sprang up in my heart!

Facing the camera, he couldn't scold Ye Chen, otherwise the news of the team's feud would surely spread.

Conte could only take a deep breath and suppress the fire.

But the more he held back, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more uncomfortable he felt, the more he wanted to curse!

Click!

Conte tore off the last button of his already dilapidated Armani suit jacket, threw it hard on the ground, and roared at the players on the field——

"Pay attention to me, hold on to me for the last 10 minutes, whoever loses the ball, I'll kick him to death!"

Conte roared so loudly that it could be heard on the broadcast screen.

Such an angry scene, even the director in charge of the live broadcast in the broadcast room of the stadium was puzzled.

"Why is Conte yelling so loudly? He's crazy. The team is about to advance. He's so angry. It's like he's the one who loses!"

The technical guy said: "Isn't that right, Conte is really a demanding person, maybe he has higher requirements for the team!"