Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 152

"Drogba failed to score the final goal!"

"It's over."

"This world-renowned battle ended in the heavy rain!"

"2:2!"

"The two sides ended the game in a dramatic draw."

"The word 'wonderful' alone is not enough to describe the feelings this game brought to all of us!"

"For Manchester City."

"This may be an acceptable result. Although the game ended in a draw, they still topped the Premier League with a one-goal advantage!"

"The first match between the two teams this season is over."

"The competition between them for the top spot in the Premier League continues!"

"I believe this will also become the motivation for the two teams to continue to maintain their fighting spirit and deal with every Premier League game in the future!"

"Today's live broadcast ends here."

"Look forward to meeting fans next time!"

"I'm Zhan Jun!"

"Bye, I'm Wang Tao!"

"See you next time at Manchester City's game!"

Click.

The ESPN live broadcast ended, and Zhan Jun and Wang Tao did not speak in the commentary desk.

Half a while.

"This game is not satisfying. The damn referee is not doing his job. It's raining so hard, why don't you stop for a while!"

"Yes. This really feels like it's not enough!"

"But it's also good news for Manchester City. I guess if Chelsea lets go, Manchester City may not be able to withstand it."

After reminiscing about the game just now, the two couldn't help but complain together.

It's like reading a novel. It's good to read it in the beginning, but in the end, the author is a eunuch!

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Over there, Zhan Jun and Wang Tao were not satisfied. On the court, the players on both sides with different expressions were really tired.

After fighting for more than 70 minutes, they worked in the heavy rain for another 20 minutes.

Even a super long-lasting and durable devil like Su Fei couldn't stand it.

The moment the referee blew the whistle.

I just felt that the strength in my body was gone in an instant, and I almost fell directly on the grass.

Draw.

Su Fei had his first draw since joining the Premier League.

This was a brand new experience.

It was neither good nor bad, because it was a draw with Chelsea.

The only thing that made Su Fei feel a little regretful...

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task against the powerful Iron Blues and defending the top spot in the Premier League!"

"Task completion S!"

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the unknown reward!"

Damn!

This task was not considered a failure?

Wait...

I almost forgot, goal difference! Although it was a draw, Manchester City is still at the top of the Premier League with the goal difference!

Wait a minute...

Task completion S?

OK!

It must be because of this draw, so the completion is not SSS, then the completion S should also mean that the unknown reward is S level.

For a moment, Su Fei was mixed with joy and sorrow.

But before he remembered to open the unknown reward, Didier Drogba came to him.

Although Drogba's nickname is very loud, Su Fei is 3cm taller in height.

Therefore, when facing Drogba, he did not feel the oppression of the monster, but had to look down slightly.

"You win this time."

"Hmm?"

"Next time we play, I will lead Chelsea to win."

Didier Drogba's voice was not loud, but very firm. He looked at Su Fei with a look of fighting spirit.

"Okay, I'll wait."

Su Fei smiled slightly. He could feel the pure competitive spirit from the monster.

Being able to be on the court.

Meeting such an opponent is not a kind of fun, because defeating such an opponent can enjoy greater happiness.

Didier Drogba turned around and followed his teammates into the player's tunnel.

Su Fei also noticed a burning gaze.

Look over.

Jose Mourinho, who was standing still in the rain on the side of the court.

Jose Mourinho found that his deep eyes could not see through the young man in the distance.

Even though he had confidently done the most adequate research on him and made tactical preparations before the game.

But still.

He failed to stop this young man, who helped the team tie Chelsea with one pass and one shot.

Feeling powerless?

Jose Mourinho never felt that he was considered a weakling.

He only continued to meet the challenge.

The only regret is that in the next match with Manchester City, I am afraidI'm afraid I'll have to wait until next year.

Keep getting stronger.

Young man.

I'm looking forward to our next encounter, what kind of surprises can you bring me.

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The visiting team's locker room.

"Damn it, is Chelsea taking revenge on purpose? How come the water ran out halfway through the shower!"

Knight, wrapped in a bath towel and with foam on his hair, rushed into the team's locker room.

This funny look made everyone laugh.

Although today's game was a draw, the team is still at the top of the list, and the players are in a good mood.

"Even if you dress like this to seduce me, I won't like men, Knight."

"James is right, but I really want to ask, Knight, have you washed your ass clean, haha!"

"Uh, don't you know, Knight, Chelsea staff notified that the rain washed out their drainage system and they are repairing it, and the water stopped."

Everyone teased Knight, and only Sun Jihai told Knight the truth with a little sympathy.

Now, everyone laughed even more happily.

Su Fei in the corner didn't hold back. Originally, he didn't think it was too high school, but Lao Sun's serious explanation made Knight look even more ridiculous.

It was at this time.

Stuart pushed the door open and walked in.

"Damn Knight, what are you doing? What if Chelsea staff see it later? The team's image is gone?"

"Boss, you really listen to my explanation this time..."

"I won't listen! Wash it off right now, especially the foam on your head!"

"Boss, the water is cut off..."

"Then go to the court and wash it with rainwater. There is water outside!"

"No, boss..."

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Post-match press conference scene

"I must admit that Manchester City has an amazing player, Su."

"Since he is only 18 years old, it is hard to imagine what he can achieve in the future."

"We performed well today, but not good enough, or not good enough to completely defeat Manchester City."

Premier League media reporters were surprised to find that the arrogant Portuguese seemed to have changed today.

He rarely took the initiative to answer questions and praised the opponent team!

Oh my God!

Did Manchester City's performance today really beat his temper and start to bow his head and learn to be humble?

However.

Jose Mourinho's next speech proved that he was just a little convinced by Su Fei. He was still the arrogant Mourinho!

"Finally, I want to fucking complain about today's referee."

"What's his name? Peter? Parker? It doesn't matter."

"The important thing is that he stubbornly didn't suspend the game because of the heavy rain. He is a pig! Pigs are not qualified to coach the Premier League!"

The atmosphere at the scene solidified.

The reporters looked at each other in bewilderment. There were coaches who attacked the referee, but Mourinho was the one who cursed directly...

Hmm...

As expected of José Mourinho.

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