Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

After Ye Chen scored a goal, he was extremely excited!

With the good state of Lukaku and Eriksson, in recent games, Ye Chen has played less and less games alone, and has more and more time to eat cakes.

Goal scoring is easier and simpler!

Ye Chen motioned the surrounding teammates to get out of the way. He quickly ran to the sidelines and gestured towards the staff, as if he was asking for something.

The work team handed over a jersey, Ye Chen took it, and facing the nearest camera, raised the jersey high and shook it vigorously!

"Little Jamie, did you see this, this is a goal for you!"

On this Inter Milan jersey, it is printed: No. 10, jimmy!

This is a unanimous decision made by all teammates before the game.

No matter who scores the goal, he must immediately raise the No. 10 Jamie jersey.

No. 10 symbolizes the core number in a team and is the spiritual pillar of the whole team.

At this moment, Jamie played this important role!

Jamie's No. 10 jersey was held high above his head by Ye Chen, fluttering in the wind!

Like a flag, flying in the sky of Meazza!

The image of Ye Chen holding up Jamie's jersey was also projected on the two huge screens at the Meazza Stadium through the camera.

The [-] fans in the audience stood up and applauded!

Before the game, they more or less learned the story of Little Jamie through the official website, print media, TV and other channels.

Countless fans feel sorry for this little life who is only 8 years old, but everyone is helpless in the face of the serious illness.

Little Jamie's cute smile gradually appeared on the stadium screen.

In this video recorded by Julia in the hospital, Jamie's face is as pale as paper, with no blood visible, but a pair of big blue eyes shining with hope.

Jamie smiled on the screen, smiling so cutely, like a little angel on earth.

Suddenly, Jamie held up his hands and yelled the loud words:

"Let them know who is the boss of Milan City!"

Riding on the loudspeakers of the stadium, the words spread to every corner of the stadium.

The fans in the audience suddenly boiled!

From the warm applause at the beginning, they raised their hands high and shouted!

"Who is the boss of Milan City!"

Show Jamie, we're the boss! "

"Fuck AC Milan, fuck them!"

"Jamie! Jamie! Go for Jamie!"

"Come on Jamie, come on Inter Milan!!!"

The fans went crazy one by one, roaring, roaring, screaming, jumping, almost toppled this 100-year-old stadium!

Ye Chen put down his jersey, kissed Jamie's name, then touched his heart with his hands, and whispered affectionately: "Little Jamie, have you seen it?"

……

Central Hospital of Milan.

Little Jamie was lying in the ward.

An hour earlier, little Jamie had just had a medical screening, had three tubes of blood drawn, was debilitated, and was resting in bed.

However, at 08:30 in the evening, he still said timidly to his mother Karin:

"Mom, tonight's Milan Derby is about to start. I can't go to watch it live. Can I watch it on TV?"

Karin looked at her son's thin lips, frowned and shook her head.

"Jamie is obedient. You just finished the examination and you are very tired. The nurse sister said that Jamie needs to rest. The football game is too intense and I am in a bad mood for you. Shall we get up tomorrow morning to watch the highlights?"

A look of disappointment flashed across little Jamie's light blue eyes.

"But mom," Jamie looked at Karin eagerly, "Brother Ye Chen and I have made an agreement. He promised me to lead the team to defeat the opponent, and I will supervise him."

"I'll sleep well after watching the game, please mom!"

Facing her son's entreaties, Karin softened her heart and turned on the TV to Sky Sports.

Jamie was so happy at first that he sat up and clapped his hands against the pillow.

However, before the game started, Jamie's head gradually tilted and his eyelids drooped.

Still can't hold on, fell asleep.

Karin tucked Jamie under the covers and turned the TV down.

"Go to sleep, child, you can still see it in your dreams."

Karin leaned on the escort chair, rubbing her tired waist.

Soon, Karin saw Ye Chen holding up Jamie's jersey and waving it at the camera.

"Little Jamie, did you see this, this is a goal for you!" Ye Chen shouted at the camera.

Karin's body trembled, and she glanced at her sleeping son.

Muddy tears, along the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, fell onto Jamie's white quilt, and the tears stained

……

After celebrating, Ye Chen and his teammates briefly clapped hands and walked back to their own half.

The game had just started 3 minutes before Inter Milan scored a goal.

Jamie's jersey was only lifted once!

He and his teammates encouraged each other, must score more goals, let Jamie's name continue to fly in the sky of San Siro!

Ibrahimovic stood on the way Ye Chen walked back, tilted his head sideways, and clasped the stubble on his chin with his hands.

When Ye Chen came, Ibrahimovic deliberately bumped him with his shoulder.

Ibrahimovic is 195cm tall and weighs about the same as Lukaku. When Ye Chen suddenly slapped his shoulder, he staggered and almost fell.

Bastoni, who was beside Ye Chen, could see clearly, and he immediately stepped forward to ask Ibrahimovic for a theory.

"You have something wrong with you!" Bastoni cursed, pointing at Ibrahimovic's nose.

Ibrahimovic is an old fritter. When he saw the referee approaching, he immediately backed away, pretending that nothing happened, and walked away with a smile.

He turned his head and scolded Ye Chen: "You son of a bitch, what are you pretending to be after scoring a goal for so long!"

Not enough. He used Swedish, and it was the local dialect of Malmö, which no one could understand.

After Ye Chen heard it, he just smiled slightly.

AC Milan opened the ball in the middle circle.

Falling behind at the start, Pioli was a little anxious.

This season, after he took over in November last year, the team's record has soared.

From the seventh directly to the second!

Milan CEO Gazidis saw the hope of winning the championship, and encouraged Pioli to say:

"Old Pi, your current contract is one and a half years. If you lead Milan to win the championship against Inter Milan, I will renew your contract for three years and let you work until 2024. Just let go!"

It is because of Gazidis' promise that this coach with a second-rate resume in Serie A, in order to stay in the giants Milan for a long time, regards winning the championship as his only goal.

He yelled at the players on the field: "Remember our tactics! Go to Ibrahimovic with the high ball and let him be a pile!"

Ibrahimovic's body, in the non-running state, is stronger than Lukaku.

He catches the ball on the spot and stands on the ground, and the jersey around him meets the front fork. This is the magic weapon of Milan's offense, simple and practical.

Facing Inter Milan with a tall central defender, can Ibrahimovic stand up?

Let's wait and see!