"Okay, dear viewers and fans, what you are watching now is the finals of the 2004-2005 UEFA Champions League! This is the Istanbul Olympic Stadium! You can see from the picture behind me that the players from both sides have entered the stadium!

Wearing white jerseys is AC Milan, the top club that has won six Champions League trophies, while wearing red and white jerseys is Arsenal, which has a century-old history but has never won even one Champions League trophy!

Is it the first time that Gunners Arsenal, who have been sitting for a hundred years, tastes the taste of kingship! Or will the Rossoneri and AC Milan fans inlaid their gorgeous crown with the seventh gorgeous gem that symbolizes the King of Europe?! All suspense will be

Ninety minutes later! We will see the result at the Istanbul Olympic Stadium, which can accommodate more than 80,000 people!!!"

Therefore, in order to limit Kaka, it is impossible for Vieira and Essien to press heavily in this game. In this case, I remain skeptical whether Chen Mo can get rid of Gattuso one-on-one."

Soon, when the referee showed the coin on the back of his hand in front of Maldini and Vieira, the gears of fate began to turn. Arsenal took the kick and attacked from left to right.

However, the problem of physical decline caused by age is still unavoidable, especially for the two fullbacks who need to run up and down a lot.

"Sounds interesting. Hey, come to think of it, Kaoru-chan, you have completed a class leap now, and you have found such a good boyfriend. It's not like me, who is worried about the mortgage every day. If it weren't for

You, I have never had the chance to experience the beauty of this VIP seat in my life."

"I'm just too down-to-earth, so I was bullied by my boss in the company."

Such a lively and cheerful corner of the stadium was quickly captured by the camera.

"However, there is no chance at all."

"Midfield, in my opinion, Arsenal will definitely find a breakthrough in the midfield in this game. First of all, I must say that I have no hostility towards Mr. Pirlo. I admire his skills very much, but as a defensive midfielder,

His physical fitness is not strong enough.

"Maicon made a pass!!!"

Although the two sides only met face-to-face in one match at the World Youth Championship, they may have the same looks and compatible personalities.

Naturally, he had to study his opponent thoroughly in the Champions League final. In just three seconds after the game started, Chen Mo took advantage of Gattuso's habit of giving his opponent a start in the beginning and caught him off guard!

Wind wind wind!

The wind whistled in his ears. Chen Mo, who had passed Gattuso, dribbled the ball along the middle at high speed and rushed in front of Pirlo in the blink of an eye. At the same time, Kaka and Seedorf on the left and right sides were also in position!

Beside them, some children from the Yuechi family, the Lao Chen family, and the Stabile family were running around chasing the cat.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo had a plan in mind, but before he could think about it, AC Milan goalkeeper Dida, who got the ball, directly took a long pass goal kick to find Kaka in the frontcourt!

High, fast and far!

Under the watchful eyes of Chen Mo, who was rushing forward crazily, the ball drew an arc in the air and was hoisted towards the center of the penalty area. The next second, Henry jumped high in the crowd!

"This line of defense is too stable."

Yuechi Xun's big eyes turned into crescent moons. As he spoke, he immediately took out various snacks from his small bag and handed them to the row behind him. Chen Fei, Lopez and Yuechi's parents were chatting animatedly under Li Zhiqiang's translation.

He took the snack with a smile.

"A violent attack will be intercepted by Maldini!"

Pressure surged into his heart, but before it reached his throat, the pressure turned into excited blood rushing to his brain. Standing on the green field, Chen Mo moved his body, and the highlights in his eyes were brighter than ever before.

"Henry's header, oh, it's a pity. It would have been better if Vieira had been in that position for this goal."

"Indeed, Kaká has unparalleled offensive talent, but Chen Mo's offensive statistics this season are no worse than Kaká."

With a smile on his face, Chen Mo shook hands and bumped shoulders with Kaka, who also had a sunny and handsome face.

Vieira yelled and ran towards Kaka immediately. Under the watchful eye of Chen Mo, who was retreating, they faced the ball flying diagonally. The two jumped high to compete for the top. Then Kaka was knocked away.

"Dududu——"

"Shoot directly?!"

After that, the two still occasionally contacted each other through text messages. When he was about to leave Barcelona, ​​Kaká even sent him a text message asking him if he wanted to go to AC Milan and do something big together.

Romario, the lone wolf, was very rude when speaking, and Batistuta, the god of war, also had a bad temper. He picked up the microphone and was ready to yell at him.

"The referee blew the whistle! Oh! He gave AC Milan a free kick in the frontcourt. It seems that he felt that Vieira was pushing someone with his hand during the aerial battle, and Vieira was protesting to the referee."

"Don't you go over there!"

"It's so sudden! Arsenal started speeding up immediately!!!"

"Haha, just wait until you are defeated by me again."

Before he finished speaking, Romario picked up the microphone and interjected: "Yes, Kaka is a purely offensive midfielder, but in my opinion, the reason why he is not responsible for the defensive and organizational tasks is more because

Ancelotti doesn't want to waste his attacking talent."

You can't buy a historical-level defense in the game. The only problem is age, but it's not a big problem.

Yuechi Xun glanced at the man next to Mi Ya who looked enthusiastic and stared at the court, and laughed softly: "Oh, Guang Zhi will work hard to make money in the future. I feel that he is a very loving and down-to-earth man.

"

For a moment, before the brain could make a judgment, the people had already taken off. But when they all jumped up, Pirlo, who rushed to the penalty area, did not shoot or pass, but kicked the ground ball!

"Trouble!"

Watching the ball passing by his feet, Chen Mo felt a chill rush to his forehead. Turning his head in the air, he saw Maldini breaking out of the wall and stabbing the ball into the net before goalkeeper Lehmann!

"The ball is in! The ball is in! AC Milan took the lead just 2 minutes and 48 seconds into the game, and it was their meritorious captain-Paul who scored the goal! MalLLLLLdiIIIni!!!"

"No. 3! Milan No. 3 forever!!! Oh! And Pirlo! Oh my God! This free kick tactic is so bold! It was directly punished at the feet of an Arsenal player! I dare to swear that they definitely rehearsed this ball before the game.

Pass!!!"
Chapter completed!