There is a dream called football

2 to 2.

If he returns to Old Trafford with this score, Ferguson will have many options in the second round. He can either defend or attack.

Because if it is 0-0 or 1-1, Manchester United will advance. For Mourinho, this is not the end of the world. He only needs to score 3 points in the away game, so the situation is not bad.

At this moment, Ferguson pointed at his watch at the referee. Later, Sir Alex Ferguson said in his autobiography that he was doing this to put pressure on the referee or the opponent, but this was an away game. Mourinho was concerned about Ferguson's actions.

Quite dissatisfied.

"What does he mean by that? Does he run UEFA?" Mourinho growled at the fourth official.

The fans at the scene were not easy to mess with. They booed Ferguson in unison. The fourth official dealt with it before both sides rested.

However, the atmosphere at the scene has reached a highly tense stage. Both sides know that if the score changes even a little bit, it will not be a joke.

At this time, Ronaldo took the ball and faced Valente. He made a fancy rainbow dribble, but in the official game, this was a very controversial move. As expected, Valente was angered and raised his hand to hit

On Ronaldo's belly.

The referee came over and showed a yellow card, but Valente was still unwilling to give up. He kept talking to Ronaldo.

"Your actions lack respect."

"Lack of respect."

Mourinho was a little worried. The free kick was a bit close, and Valente was obviously irritated. This was not a good thing.

Manchester United's free kick was originally taken by Scholes, but Ronaldo held the ball and acted like he was taking responsibility for it.

"Are you sure you want to kick?"

Ronaldo nodded.

It was just a free kick, and Scholes didn't care. He stepped away and gave up the opportunity to Ronaldo, who put the ball in place.

Baia probably curved the ball around the wall. Li Qiao glanced at Cristiano Ronaldo and then looked at Baia. Elevator balls were not popular in this era. Most of the free kick masters in international football still stayed at the full moon.

The age of the knife.

Li Qiao thought for a while, then ran back and whispered a few words in Baiya's ear.

"You know him?"

"I like watching Premier League games."

Some of the monks in Baiya were confused and said, truthfully, that Li Qiao had overstepped his authority and that this was not his responsibility in the first place.

Cristiano Ronaldo placed the ball, thinking that he would use a free kick to scare the Portuguese big brother. This kind of free kick must be a popular trend in the future.

The referee blew a whistle, indicating that Ronaldo could kick. The way he approached was very strange. It could be said that it was something unheard of and unseen.

Mourinho was also a little confused. What was going on? Is this a free kick like Carlos's?

The players in the wall could not help but tighten their anus. If it was a free kick like Carlos's, it would not be a joke to hit him, it would be fatal.

But no, I saw Cristiano Ronaldo pumping the bottom of the ball, as if he were pumping the ball in a table tennis manner. Mourinho's heart skipped a beat. If it hit the goal frame, Baiya would definitely not be able to pounce.

arrive.

Because the goalkeeper may have never seen this kind of goalkeeper, how can he save it? Isn’t that just a fantasy?

But Baia was like a prophet, he saved the ball.

Ronaldo covered his head, "How is that possible?"

Baiya patted Li Qiao with gratitude in his eyes. It seems that it is still important to watch the Premier League more often.

After three long whistles, the game was over. The final score was 2 to 2. Both sides were basically satisfied with the result. Mourinho walked towards Ferguson and the two held hands, but their faces were expressionless. No one was convinced by the other. That kind of.

Scholes walked up to Deco and asked to exchange jerseys, and the Brazilian readily agreed. The players on both sides were relatively friendly.

Li Qiao was wandering alone, hoping that someone would take the initiative to exchange jerseys with him, but he obviously thought too much. At this time, Li Qiao was just like Ronaldo, he had talent, but his reputation was still at the level of a rookie.

Maniche exchanged jerseys with fellow countryman Ronaldo, and when he returned to the player tunnel, he put on Ronaldo's No. 7. He must not have known the value of this jersey in the future.

At this time, Baiya's big hand patted Li Qiao's shoulder.

"Thank you for your last minute reminder."

"Haha, it's nothing."

"That kind of free kick is really weird. I can't even accurately judge the path of the ball. It's like it's floating."

This is why the elevator ball is weird. The path of the banana ball can be judged, but the elevator ball sometimes changes course.

After returning to the locker room and changing clothes, Mourinho was notified that there was an Englishman making trouble outside the stadium and he needed to deal with it.

Everyone stayed at the stadium for an hour before finally leaving. It was already early in the morning when we got on the bus.

Li Qiao recalled that in his previous life, it was usually dark after watching the Champions League. Haha, it was a very interesting experience.

When they got home, neither Sousa nor Lorinda slept. Raven was originally awake, but she still lost to sleepiness at the last moment.

"Want something to eat?" Lorinda smiled.

“Cut cheese goes well with white wine.”

"Haha, I'm getting better and better at eating."

Good cheese and white wine are indeed a perfect match, this is what Lorinda told Li Qiao.

Sosa chatted excitedly with Li Qiao for a while, but he was too old and fell asleep. Only Lorinda and Li Qiao were left in the living room.

After drinking a few drinks, Lorinda also went back to the room.

Li Qiao patted Raven, but he was like a dead pig, so Li Qiao could only carry him back to his room.

Early the next morning, Li Qiao bought a newspaper while running. There were many reports about the Champions League game, but he was still a supporting role for the time being. The first goal felt a bit like "stealing", and it was not considered a strong player.

Deco's post-match rating was still the highest, McCarthy was also good, and Scholes from Manchester United was the best player in the game.

After returning from his morning run, he met an old acquaintance again, sports weekly Sun Lu. Without opening a word, Li Qiao knew that he had been investigating him.

As for domestic reporters, if they are the kind who don't brag or slander, Li Qiao is willing to make friends. Now that Sun Lu has found out where he lives, he can't hide.

Sun Lu took the press card and said, "You can check it. We are really a serious media."

Li Qiao looked at it and said with a smile: "You haven't had breakfast yet, I'll treat you."

Sun Lu was overjoyed and followed Li Qiao in. The breakfast was very simple, high in protein and low in fat, but a bit light for Sun Lu.

Li Qiao said: "I want to make a three-part agreement, is that okay?"

"certainly."

"I can accept interviews, but the manuscript must be reviewed by me before it can be released. If it doesn't work, then there is no need to say anything."