Chapter 722 Fifteen Minutes of Memory
Legend that the god king Zeus made Pandora, the first woman on earth, with clay, and Pandora has a magic box. When he opens it, he will release an unbearable disaster in the whole world!
And [Cameroon Cheetah] Eto'o's goal, for Schalke 04, is the hands that opened Pandora's magic box. The golden light leaked, the magic box was opened, and disaster came one after another - the 46th minute.
After scoring in Inter Milan, the mentality of Schalke's players inevitably entered a short period of panic. Even if experienced superstars such as [The Lord of the Rings] Raul tried their best to comfort them, they were still seized by the opportunity of the pervasive Inter Milan - [Giggs II] Gareth Beres It's on the way.
[Angel] Nicholas Gigi jumped high at the back point and rushed to the top.
[Imperial Blue]'s goalkeeper 'Saint Neuer' was completely shaken by Bell's pass. Gigi faced basically an empty goal. Such an opportunity will naturally not be missed by a handsome English teenager known as the [King of European Efficiency]... "...GOAL-!!!"
"Inter Milan opened the prelude to the goal. Less than 5 minutes after scoring the first goal, they once again gave Schalke 04 a fatal blow, with a total score of 3:0, with two away goals. Magathe's team must score four goals in the next time to have a chance to advance..."
"... Perhaps what Magat should do is to think about how to face the difficulties of the media and the senior management of the club after the game. In the case of a poor league record, the Champions League is the only way to redeem [Iron Coach], but now this road is destroyed by the madman Li!"
"I guess we will hear Magat's end of class after the game!"
"The madman Li Ke is really a fellow killer. There are countless head coaches who were dismissed from class because of his defeat. Van Gaal is a typical representative this season..."
Media reporters and commentators sighed.
On the sidelines.
[Iron Handsome] Magat also laughed at himself.
In those years, he led Wolfsburg to win the Bundesliga championship and was favored by the German strong team Schalke 04. He was both a coach and general manager. Originally, he wanted to show his skills and set off an unprecedented blue storm in the European continent, but who knew that things were counterproductive. The eagle had not yet flapped his wings. The wings have been broken... They died before they were successful, which made the hero burst into tears.
He knew his situation. After losing the game, Ovschalk no longer had his own foothold. The club directors who were jealous of their power had long been eager to get out of here. Now it's all right. Those fat guys have excuses and opportunities.
He turned back to his seat and lay deep behind.
He has stopped the tsunami-like noise in his ear for nearly 730 nights. From the initial discomfort to the current enjoyment, before he could give back to the men with oil paint on their faces, he was about to start... Goodbye, Schalke!
............"Goodbye, Schalke! Goodbye, Gelsen Kirchen!"
The plane glided on the runway, and then there was a sense of climbing. The speed pushed Li Tongfan to the back of the chair and turned his head. The buildings outside the oval window became smaller and smaller. I don't know why, every time I took off and landed for dozens of seconds, Mr. Li always had the same ** feeling.
The away game swept Schalke 04 at 6:0, and killed [Imperial Blue] at 7:0 in two rounds. With such results, Inter Milan and his party took off from Dortmund International Airport and rushed to Apennine.
[Nerazzurri] The strong attack power that broke out in the second half suddenly confused Schalke. The two goals in 5 minutes were the last straw to crush the opponent. In the case of finally finding hope but losing it in an instant, in the case that Magat finally chose to appoint and accept the reality. Inter Milan scored a series of goals, [Angel] Nicolas Gigi's hat-trick, Gareth Bale's free kick, and the substitutes [Little Prince] Boyan and Diego Milito both scored goals... Li Tongfan couldn't help drawing an arc when he thought of what happened after the game.
The German men who met at the door of the bar in the night before the war were waiting in front of the bus in Inter Milan after the game. After seeing Li Tongfan, they surrounded Lao Li in the middle. After raising their middle fingers together, they took a photo with Lao Li with a playful smile... "The middle finger was strangled because you defeated Schalke. Our hope to enter the Champions League finals, group photo, we think you are very appetizing..." The led 'Schwarzenegger II' put his arms around Lao Li's shoulder and shook it vigorously.
"Li, this is my address. Remember to send me all the photos of that night!"
"I want it too, this is my address..."
"Actually, I'm your fan. Sign it!"
"My daughter has always liked you very much..."
Even if he was far away from Schalke and got on the plane at this time, the voices of some bold miners would still come to Lao Li's mind. As long as he thought of this, Lao Li couldn't help smiling, holding the addresses left by several big men in his hand. The photos taken with a Sony SLR camera at the door of the bar that night. When he returns to Italy to wash out, he will send it to his 'new friends'. This is a very interesting thing for Lao Li. It seems that even the victory of sweeping his opponent at 6:0 is not as good as the new friends he made in Germany this time... Compared with the cultural atmosphere of German football, Li Tongfan feels that Italian football is simply It's a pool of smelling stagnant water, conservative and stubborn, [***] dark... The loneliness of Serie A can no longer be saved by manpower, unless there is a bottom-up revolutionary surname reform.
To be honest, Li Tongfan is quite disappointed with Serie A.
In the past, the 'Little World Cup', which was the first of the top five leagues in Europe, has been rotten for a long time, but many Italians are still sitting in a super dream. What's the difference between the Qing Dynasty, which was extremely backward in the closed country but still proud of the earth as a state of heaven?
Taking a breath of the air of Serie A, Lao Li will feel chest tightness.
"Maybe I should really think about whether I will stay in Serie A after the end of the season... The environment here..."
The plane has surpassed the clouds at this time.
The golden sun is plated with charming colors like clouds like a fairyland.
............After returning to Italy, the team was immediately disbanded at Milan Malpensa Airport.
The team's next game was the 33rd match of Serie A against the Crusaders Parma on April 17, followed by the semi-finals of the Coppa Italia against Rome on April 20, followed by the 23rd league with the Blue Eagles Lazio... The remaining games in April are almost every three days. The schedule is so close that the storm is about to make people breathless... You should know that Inter Milan has already experienced a series of fierce battles such as the Milan derby and the Champions League, and there have been physical problems. Therefore, although the next game is only two days later, Lao Li will not do anything about it. No training, leave directly at the airport, let the hammers disband by themselves, go home to rest... When I got home, I saw the big black dog [dog bear] with his 'wife', shameless and majestically patrolling the manor. There were no tigers in the mountains, and there was quite a bit of hegemony, and those titches and squirrels. Jumping around.
The newly bought German female shepherd dog is also a small pepper. It is peeled alive, and Lao Li gave it a name - [wild boar].
[Wild boar] and [bear] are enjoying their two-person world.
After entering the door with his briefcase, he found that his father Li Ying was playing Taijiquan in the spacious living room with a relaxed posture and full body.
"Dad, I'm back... Where's Mom?"
The old man was very happy to see his son coming back. He kept a 'wild horse mane'. He turned his head and said with a smile, "I went out... I went shopping with the nanny. He said he wanted to make you your favorite meal when you were a child..."
"I'm going to take a shower first... In the suitcase, there is the old wine from the mining area that I brought back from Gelsen Kirching, Germany. It is said to be very exciting. The favorite of the older generation of miners in the Ruhr area is that it is guaranteed to be strong enough. Haha, you drink two cups first, and we will do two more cups when we eat later..."
Li Tongfan said that the figure had quickly disappeared on the stairs.
The old man pretended to be a 'hand wave of the pipa'. He turned his head and saw that his son really left. He smiled and immediately opened the suitcase. He found the wine bottle and unscrewed it. He said 'BIU' to the bottle and muttered: "It's really exciting. This wine... No wonder the German devils almost hit half of the earth... "
Li Tongfan came to the fitness room on the third floor.
Wang Qinghe is doing simple yoga exercise under the guidance of a personal trainer. It is said that this is a special yoga for pregnant women, which is especially good for weak mothers. Lao Li specially hired a yoga instructor from the United States to guide Wang Qinghe to learn. Because of Wang Qinghe's previous serious illness, Lao Li now pays special attention to his wife's physical condition.
"Hey, honey, come on, let me have one..."
Seeing Lao Li appearing at the door, Wang Qinghe, dressed in a pink tight sports dress and a flowing pink ribbon on his forehead, showed joy in his eyes. He stopped the ongoing action and came over and nibbled on Lao Li's face like a pervert: "Good boy, I still have 20 minutes to complete this set of movements. Go ahead, go and take a shower first. I'll put all the water for you!"
"Would you like to wash it together?" Lao Li stopped his wife's waist and put on a pig brother's expression.
"It's beautiful..." Wang Qinghe squeezed his eyes mischieously.
Lao Li put his hand on his wife's slightly raised lower abdomen, which was a wonderful feeling, as if the blood were connected, and a kind of father's love that was about to become a father permeated Lao Li's heart in an instant. Looking at the lover with delicate little sweat on his white forehead, thinking about the coming little life, and thinking about his parents who have finally come to death, Li Tongfan suddenly felt that he should have a more stable and quiet living space for them. He can no longer be wandering between the major clubs as before, like rootless duckweed, with the water. And walk.................. For dinner in the evening, the family sat in the living room and watched TV.
...This is our reporter Karix's report for you. After accepting the inauguration of a famous resident, Luciano Moji, the former general manager of Juventus, finally woke up from a coma..."
The TV screen turned, and Moji with gauze on his head appeared on the screen.
This bald old guy looks weak, with a ferocious scar on his face, which was scratched by the window glass. Although the doctor handled it very well, it was just a shallow line, but with that face, it gave people a sense of horror of the bell ringing at Notre Dame de Paris, adding a little more It's gloomy.
"Shit, this old guy actually came back to life again. It's really a good man who doesn't last long. The scourge will last for thousands of years. Banana, you bastard, why don't you take back this scourge and go to the door..."
Lao Li was a little speechless for a moment. This Moji is really an indefeated Xiaoqiang.
Li Tongfan knows that the so-called famous expert naturally refers to [Legendary Doctor] Robert Lee. If it were someone else, they wouldn't have the ability to snatch a seriously ill patient who was judged to be a vegetative person from the Lord of Yan so quickly. It's just that this guy is simply a lost star. It's not easy to save such a football scum back... At this time--"... However, according to what we have learned, Luciano Moggi has not fully recovered. Maybe it's because the head has been severely damaged twice in a row, so the cranial nerve He was injured. According to the doctor's introduction, the former general manager of Juventus was replaced with a rare mental disease - intermittent memory loss. That is to say, from then on, Moji could only remember what happened within 15 minutes, and once it exceeded 15 minutes, he would forget what had been relieved within 15 minutes. All people and things, of course, the good news is that the ability to eat, drink water, use mobile phones, TVs, cameras and other living things is embedded in Mr. Moji's subconscious, so he doesn't have to worry about whether the toilet is used for drinking water or shit!"
Hiss--!!
People all over the world who see this news can't help but breathe cold air.
Li Tongfan is the only exception.
"MLGBD, Moji is happy..." Someone's first reaction is not whether the old opponent can still pose a threat to him. He shamelessly thought wrongly: "Isn't that saying that this old guy will be happy to find a strange woman lying beside him when he gets up every day? Isn't that very happy? Question mark All of a sudden, I solved the troubles of all men. What I see every day is a 'new woman', not the yellow-faced woman who guards herself all day long and is so familiar that she can recite her groans?
Moggie has realized the dreams of all the obscene men in the world!
(to be continued)