At this time, the big screen of the stadium was suddenly displayed: n—31,gl—nn

The game continued, but Palermo was obviously a little confused by this goal, and his strong momentum since the beginning also relaxed.

"Good job! Andre!" Recoba patted Xiangnan on the shoulder. Recoba was still very happy that Xiangnan was unable to adapt to the opening so quickly and became active.

"Thank you, Alvaro!" Xiangnan noticed Recoba's running position just now, attracting the opponent's defense on the right wing for his goal.

Recoba looked at Xiangnan who was running to the side, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Maybe, I decided to come to Turin, and now it seems that it is a good decision!"

Palermo coach Zamparini's loud voice roared on the sidelines like a loudspeaker, turning on the maximum volume and roaring wildly.

"Migliagio, what were you doing just now!! Keep that Chinese boy in my hand!!"

Migliaggio looked at his head coach with a little depressed feeling. Since the goal just now, I don’t know what medicine the Chinese kid took. He was so fierce that he couldn’t defend himself no matter how hard he was. If Diana hadn’t come to assist in defense many times, he would have been through calmly by this kid again.

He spat hard on the lawn, and Miliaggio glanced fiercely. Not far away, the guy running around like an elf.

Xiangnan received a pass from Recoba, looked ahead, there was no gap, passed the ball to Baroni on the left, turned around and ran to the other side.

"Asian boy, don't be rampant!" Miliaggio yelled viciously against Xiangnan.

Xiangnan pushed hard, staring at the annoying guy with his eyes tightly, "I don't bother to pay attention to you!"

"What did you say?" Miliazzo felt that his blood was about to emerge from his blood vessels. The men in that wave could be worshipped or destroyed, but they could not tolerate being ignored!!

Yes, that complicated person!

Xiangnan has no time to pay attention to the narcissistic complex of Migliagio, a man in the small town of Poli. He looked at this guy who had a sudden heat in his heart and received a pass from Corini. He turned around and shook away Migliagio, who was still in his eyes, and drove the ball to accelerate----

"Boy, you have to regret what you said just now!" Miliazzo's roaring voice rang behind Xiangnan.

Responding to him was the crimson figure, a beautiful change of direction, breaking through Casani's defense---

"Migliagio, ***, what are you thinking? Don't go to make up for defense yet!" Simplicio's roaring complaint sounded in Miigliagio's ears.

"Fabio, I will do my own business well! Don't worry!!" Miliaggio glared at his old friend, gritted his teeth and ran towards the crimson figure.

"***! What's wrong with him?" Simplicio cursed hatefully.

"Haha, we noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Migliazzio and Simplicio in Palermo. God, at this time, these two guys should have a little more irritable temper. Didn't Migliazzo play very well before? ---" Thomassi's voice was like an evil demon, hovering in the studio.

"Now, Andre broke through Casani's defense. What would he do when facing Barzali who made up for defense? Now we must still think about the great extraordinary person in the first half---" Jessica quickly took over Thomassi's words. He didn't want the bad friend next to him to be put into a sack by Palermo fans as soon as the game ended, and then threw it into Palermo Bay to feed the fish.

After looking at the black-haired boy in front of him, Barzali was so angry that he knew that after today's game, the goal of this annoying guy would become the darling of major TV stations and be played repeatedly. Unfortunately, he was the one who had been through, and that embarrassed guy was!!

This was a very disappointing day!!

However, Barzali had to admit that the guy in front of him had a beautiful goal just now. With this goal, this black-haired guy was also the world-class forward just now!!

Yes, that must be true!!

Why do you ask?

Do you still have to ask? Because he can pass my great Italian national team central defender Barzali, can't this explain anything?

Xiang Nanke didn't know that the old opponent in front of him would think of so many things in his mind in the moment of flashing lightning. Now he only had the ball under his feet in his mind!!

Go south to push the ball to the left, and follow the trend and sweep it away----

"What? The man ball has been divided? Do you think I am a fool?" Barzali fell to the ground and flew kick----

"Beautiful, after playing with Barzali, Torino F1 passed the ball to Belanovic who was inserted in the middle - gl - shot beautifully!!! The bald guy continued his good luck!! It seems that Girardino needs to ask Belanovic for advice, or he can also consider replacing the bald guy, maybe he can get a shot boot!!" While celebrating wildly, Tomasi did not forget to tease the golden boy far away in Milan City. Now Girardino's goal drought has become popular. Although Serie A has only played three rounds, Girardino's life is already very sad.

However, if Thomassi knew that there was a big man who came from Milan in the stands at Barbera Stadium and was closely watching the performance of Prince Turin, he would not say such words. He would rather Girardino, who had little to do with Turin, scored more and more goals. Of course, as long as Turin scored a goal, it would be fine!!

"Yes, a beautiful goal, but Belanovic has to thank him for Andre who passed the ball to him. The Chinese attracted the attention of two Palermo defensive players. It seems that after the goal just now, Palermo head coach Zamparini specifically asked the players to strengthen their close defense against F1---"

"Haha, if our f1 is so easy to defend, it will not be f1!!" Thomassi's laughter came. God knew when the last time Thomassi explained so easily.

After Belanovic scored the goal, he ran over excitedly and hugged Xiangnan enthusiastically, thanking his forward partner for his beautiful pass. The Torino coach Novelino on the sideline also shouted wildly. If you have mind reading skills, you will hear Novelino laughing freely in his heart, 'Haha, how perfect my tactics are! Haha, I am a genius coach!'

God, forgive this guy who was too excited. It turns out that there is such a arrogant soul hidden in Novellino's rocky body, Amen!!

Palermo coach Zamparini stood on the sidelines with a grim look on his face, staring at Novellino with an arrogant look. It was obvious that the expression of this colleague made Zamparini very angry. Zamparini kicked away the mineral water bottle in front of her harshly---

‘***, if I had such a striker----’

To be fair, Palermo coach Zamparini's tactical arrangement today was quite successful. In the first half of the game, Turin was almost suppressed in its own half and had no power to fight back. If Turin goalkeeper Abiatti had not become Batman today and showed his courage, Palermo would have scored a goal long ago. For the Chinese boy who made Zamparini hate him to the core, Zamparini also had a target before the game. Miliagio's defense against Xiangnan was also very successful at the beginning, but after the damn Uruguayan said something to the Chinese, the Chinese were completely like a different person, as if he had applied Indian magic oil -
Chapter completed!