Phi-Fic Chapter 730 You Are No Longer My Idol [1 More]
Chapter 730 You Are No Longer My Idol [1 More]
Chapter 730 You Are No Longer My Idol
"That's strange. Did that old bald donkey's memory suddenly come back?"
Li Tongfan was very strange after receiving the news.
What kind of spirit is it that a "brain-dead" whose memory can only last for less than 15 minutes is still so vigorous and persistent in carrying out the cause of harming others to the end?
This fucking is simply the super cheap spirit of internationalism that harms others and does not benefit oneself!
In the following time, things developed rapidly——
After the new lawsuit was filed by the Moggi Group, the widow Giovanna and her four sons of the former Inter Milan legend Fache had to face the court summons again, and some intimidation and threats followed...
Someone cursed Moji viciously.
This time it was no longer Lao Li who cursed, but Giovanna's eldest son Facchetti: "It's really shameless...Moggy will pay for his actions sooner or later. I pray every day and night, looking forward to him being knocked unconscious for the third time and sent to the hospital, preferably to death!"
It can be seen how much the Facchetti family hates Moji.
Anyone who is pulled out of his dead old father as a tool for use will be outraged. This is simply the same deep hatred as digging graves and splitting coffins to expose corpses.
And this kind of encounter has won the sympathy and support of many people.
Some of the biggest names in football have come forward to speak out for the passing of Facchetti.
At the same time, Moggi's behavior aroused public outrage. In just a few days, tens of thousands of Inter Milan fans and some religious figures jointly demonstrated and demanded that the Italian Court of Sports revoke the charges against the deceased Facchetti. People's behavior like this is immoral for the deceased himself and his family...
Facing the agitated crowd, the Sports Court considered again and again, and finally had to announce the postponement of the trial to determine whether to accept the lawsuit filed by the Moji Group!
The media are interested in how Moggi maintains his daily life when he can only maintain 15 minutes of memory. What's more, for Moggi, since he can't even take care of his own daily life, it has become impossible to come back to manage a club or make waves in the transfer market, so why does he tirelessly sue Inter Milan?
These have no meaning to him anymore?
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"No, this is the meaning of my life now..."
In a rather luxuriously decorated apartment in Turin City.
Suddenly, Moji roared wildly. He smashed the cup in his hand desperately, then bent down and swept down the fruit plate and coffee pot on the coffee table, stood up again and danced like a rabies attack, and soon let out a "ho ho ho" unconscious growl...
After a long while, [the archbishop in red outside the football field] began to hold his chest and panted heavily: "Crazy Li...he ruined everything for me...I won't just let him succeed like this...I must make him come back and pay the price!"
In order to prevent the paparazzi from sneaking in, the curtains in the living room were drawn.
Dim light.
Moji's face looked serene and eerie in such an environment.
On the chairs not far away, there were four or five people sitting with serious expressions. Among them were his bodyguards, assistants, and medical staff who had been invited to treat him.
It's just that at this moment, these people didn't listen carefully to the roar of the BOSS, but stared at Moji with strange eyes. Everyone was paying attention to the wall clock in the living room. The pendulum was ticking back and forth, as if it was foreshadowing something.
Time passed slowly.
Everyone in the living room, except Moji, gradually became tense and looked forward to...
Finally, after another 3 minutes—
"Huh? Who are you? Why are you here? Get out of here..."
Moji, who was still furious a second ago, suddenly became quiet.
With an expression of doubt, suspicion and confusion on his face, he turned his head to look at the people in the room and asked hesitantly.The atmosphere was indescribably weird, one second he was still roaring and ordering the plan to his subordinates, but in the next second, he suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he forgot everything before, even the closest people around him...
In the dim light, Moggie's expression trumps the performance of the world's most talented actor.
That's because he really forgot everything a few seconds ago.
The middle-aged man in white medical uniform sighed in disappointment, raised his wrist to look, and shook his head——
"It's still 15 minutes, not bad for a second. After 15 minutes, the memory is cleared...I'm sorry, it seems that this latest treatment has still failed." The middle-aged doctor turned to Moji's assistant beside him, and said regretfully: "From the effect point of view, Mr. Moji's intermittent amnesia symptoms have not been relieved in the slightest, but the good news is that maybe the subconscious had a deep image of Madman Li before he was injured, so some memory fragments about Madman Li in his mind will not disappear after 15 minutes. In the subconscious mind, he still can't forget to fight with Madman Li. This is the only thing he can't forget in the interval of 15 minutes... So, I suggest that you can start from this aspect, stimulate his emotions through some unconventional methods, or help restore his memory. Of course, if you can get the help of Madman Li himself, you may be more confident..."
With that said, the middle-aged doctor stood up.
He smiled and showed Moji a photo with a portrait of the doctor himself on it, and Moji himself wrote "my doctor" on the bottom, because only in this way can Moji, who has lost his memory, believe that the man in front of him is indeed his doctor, so as to cooperate with his examination.
After the simple examination, the doctor issued some suggestions and turned away with his assistant.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
Moji pointed at his assistants and bodyguards suspiciously, questioning with unfriendly eyes.
The assistants and bodyguards looked at each other, smiled wryly, and took out their own portraits, on which Moji wrote their occupations, 'my assistant', 'my bodyguard', 'my nanny', 'my driver', 'my legal advisor'...
Moji took out a large stack of photos from his body, and checked them one by one to confirm that they were correct before he felt relieved.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Sudden--
A burst of 'dididi' sounded.
Moji's expression changed, and he took out his mobile phone from his arms. The message reminder that Moji set when he forgot the memory 15 minutes ago appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, which read——
"Mad Lee...Inter Milan...Champions League semi-final...May 5...Revenge..."
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4 month 30 day.
The scorching red flames of summer hit, and the atmosphere in Milan City suddenly became tense.
The semi-final of the European Champions Cup is about to kick off. The Premier League leader [Red Devils] Manchester United has come here the day before to conduct training to adapt to the venue in advance.
Accompanying them were more than 100 English journalists and more than 20000 Manchester United fans... The city of Milan entered the fiery atmosphere of the European war.
The small flags of the Red Devils and Manchester United are flying in the streets and alleys. While experiencing the luxury and emphasis of the fashion capital and clothing capital of Milan, England fans are also showing their support for Manchester United. They shouted slogans and painted red paint on their faces, bringing the strong English football culture to Milan...
And the reporters also began to act crazily. Every moment, like a real-time graphic broadcast, major websites and newspapers are reporting the latest developments of the two teams that are about to fight at any time——
"Veteran Ryan Giggs is in great form..."
"The Red Devils iron waist Fletcher has returned from injury, and there is absolutely no problem in starting the game..."
"Mexican striker [Little Pea] Fernandez scored 4 goals in a row in the team confrontation..."
"According to the latest reports, Inter Milan's core midfielder [midfield king] Sneijder is still absent..."
"Argentine striker Diego Milito is looking forward to starting the game..."
"Gareth Bale, the young Welsh king, said frankly that he is looking forward to the confrontation with his predecessor idol Ryan Giggs at San Siro..."
While paying attention to the team's dynamics, regarding the upcoming heavyweight knockout match, in order to maintain the value of the sales, the media have racked their brains to discover highlights and frantically hype various gimmicks to attract the attention of the fans——
First Aspect——
After a lapse of two years, the generation of godfather Ferguson and Madman Lee faced off again.
Many people believe that the reason why Madman Li was able to set off the [Blue-Black Storm] so easily in Serie A and swept all opponents with a big score all the way after the winter break, even Juventus, Roma and AC Milan, etc., did not have the slightest struggle.
Today's Serie A league, even the hardcore Serie A team, has to bow its head and admit that compared with the Premier League, La Liga and even the Bundesliga, which are also the five top leagues in the Europa continent, Serie A has not only lost many heavyweight stars. There are absolutely no figures who can keep pace with super-level coaches such as Ferguson, Wenger, and Mourinho. If it weren't for the parachute of a lunatic Lee during the winter break, there would be no super coach in Serie A who could stand up to other league coaches.
And the weight of Ferguson, the godfather of the Red Devils, is obviously much stronger than other Italian coaches, and only such a character can cause trouble to Madman Li.Although Ferguson lost in the previous few confrontations between the two, who can guarantee that this old man who has created countless miracles will not be able to create an even more miraculous miracle this time?
After all, Alex Ferguson is one of the few people in the world who can threaten Madman Lee.
It can be expected that in this game, Inter Milan will encounter trouble, even if they win, there will not be a big score.The battle between the two world-class marshals will teach the local Italian coaches a good lesson.
The second thing to watch is naturally the matchup between two king-level players from Wales, one old and one young.
Little king Gareth Bale's progress in the past half season is obvious to all. After being mentioned as a left winger by Madman Lee, after a short period of low tide adaptation, he is like a polished diamond, finally blooming his own light. Miracles are enough to prove the veteran's ability to defy the sky as he grows older.The two rare talented players in Welsh football history are the pride of the whole country. Now these two prides meet on the battlefield, fighting for their mentors. Whether it is "Jiang is old and hot" or "Qianlang died on the beach" will be decided in this battle.
The third thing to watch is how Madman Lee will change the Nerazzurri's starting lineup in the absence of Sneijder. Many people are full of curiosity. Last time against Juventus, he sent a young player Coutinho. This time against the mighty Manchester United, will he still do the same?Or... Evolution?With Mad Lee, anything is possible because the opponent never knows what he's going to do.
Of course, apart from the three major points of media hype, the performance of Manchester United's "newcomer king" Hernandez in the game this season is also worthy of attention. The adaptability of this small Mexican striker is too strong. He has scored 18 goals for Manchester United in his debut season. He is a super figure among young players who can keep pace with Gareth Bale's rise.
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The morning of the 30th.
Angelo Moratti Sports Training Center.
Inter Milan is undergoing the last pre-war training.
There were jokes on the court, but the atmosphere was still tense.
After all, the Red Devils, Manchester United and Ferguson are legendary opponents who are as terrifying as the Titans. Facing such a challenger, Inter Milan, from the head coach Crazy Li to the ball boys on the sidelines of the training field, are all ready to fight.
In the past few days, Li Tongfan has made various countermeasures against this game——
The coping tactics specifically aimed at Manchester United's existing lineup and style of play have been practiced with great proficiency.
Regarding the data on the technical weaknesses and habitual movements of Manchester United's possible starting players, after Lao Li sorted out the data according to FM2011, he laughed wildly, threatened the hammers, and memorized them fluently.
Even the list of starting players, Lao Li himself knows it well.
The in-team training at this time is just to keep the Hammers in good shape. After all, if you don’t do anything, it is very likely that you will grow fat...
However, I don’t know if it’s because of his nervousness. Lao Li always feels that his confidant, Gigi, is a bit out of his mind during training... This is not the usual style of the little guy at all. This is the first time that Lao Li has found that Gigi stops the ball and sits in a car, or outflanks and hits an empty goal in front of the goal and refuses to enter.
"What about the shrimp?"
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4 month 30 day.
heat.
The Meazza Stadium, which has carried countless glory, is still full of seats in the scorching sun.
at this time--
A huge sound wave soared into the sky.
In the stands, everyone had crazy expressions on their faces, covering their ears and screaming. The entire stadium, like a robin's nest, was suddenly moved under the belly of a Boeing 7-4-7 that was taking off. In the noisy world, for a while, no one could hear what the hideous-faced companions around them were talking with their mouths wide open...
The sound waves spread, driving the air, and a whirlwind blew up in the venue out of thin air.
This is the craziest place in the world.
because--
"...The 2010-2011 UEFA Champions League semi-finals, the first round of the first round - the match between [Red Devils] Manchester United and [Nerazzurri] is about to begin!"
"...The players from both sides have already set up their formations on the field, and Manchester United won the right to kick-off... Appearing in the camera are the Red Devils' leading striker Wayne Rooney and [newcomer king] Javier Hernandez, they formed the Red Devils' double forward attack line today...Rooney stepped on the football under his feet, waiting for the German referee Stark to blow the game whistle..."
"...The tense situation is about to explode!"
force--! ! !
Finally, the German referee Stark blew the whistle to start the game.
Wind blows.
Football rolls.
The eyes of the whole world began to gather.
Rooney knocked the ball to his partner. After receiving the ball, Hernandez pulled the ball and turned around with great confidence. Passing back, he passed the football to Carrick in the midfielder position, and then ran towards Inter Milan's penalty area without stopping - there was his world and his domain.
In the process of running, Hernan's No. [-] turned his head and glanced at Crazy Li on the sidelines.
The black man was the same as what [Little Pea] had seen on TV screens or newspaper pictures countless times before, with an unusually calm expression, standing quietly on the sidelines, with his arms folded, his movements simple and full of momentum, as if he was holding the whole world in his arms.
"Is this man the lunatic Li that countless football teenagers in Mexico dreamed of becoming his player? Is it the [God on the sidelines] lunatic Li who I adored a year ago and hoped to play for him?"
Manchester United's rookie king runs on the San Siro turf.
The wind whistled past my ears.
"Unfortunately, my current idol is no longer you... When I worshiped you crazily, nothing changed. I almost started football... You didn't bring me hope, but someone brought me to heaven!"
Hernandez greedily breathed the air of San Siro.
Sweet and intoxicating.
While running like the wind, he moved his eyes to the old man with red face and subconsciously chewing gum on the Manchester United coaching bench, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes: "That man is my godfather, the God who changed the trajectory of my life..." Roar——! !
The wind is howling, the cheers are still there, and the boos never stop.
Hernandez, who was still running, suddenly roared, and the other players passing by were taken aback. Only he clenched his fists tightly: "Tonight, I will fight alone——Sir Alex Ferguson! Victory, must win!"
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