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Nan received Paroski's heel pass and volleyed on the spot!!

The camera lens behind the goal can be clearly seen. The moment Andre's right foot touched the ball, the ball was almost flattened...

He is so powerful!!!

In Frey's stunned, the ball hit the crossbar hard. He could even feel the entire crossbar's trembling sound...

Xiangnan clenched his fists, looked at the crossbar unwillingly, and ran towards the midfield...

Girardino looked Xiangnan a little strangely, "What's wrong with Andre?" He patted Parosky's shoulder, who was bent over and tied his shoelaces, and asked. **-**

Although Girardino had some thoughts about acmilan, the 'violinist' still had a good relationship with the players of the Ross and Blacks.

Parosky tied his shoelaces, looked at Xiangnan's back and shook his head, "I don't know..."

"Andre simply regarded this game as the final of the championship..." This is the voice of Frey, the goalkeeper of Frey...

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The ball did not go in.

Basten waved his arm with some regret and said nothing. In his opinion, if he could overtake the score as soon as possible and lock the league championship, some main players, such as Andre, could take a break...

But Basten is not worried. Alan won't score again in this game... He saw that today Andre's condition is simply hot and hot... Now the Dutchman is a little worried. Andre used up all his condition. After 1st, the final... What should he do?

Basten shook his head. He smiled. He was worried... He knew that his disciple was eager for the final. He knew that Derek was hungry for honor and champion at all times!!

‘If Andre is really a kingly dialect, he is simply a natural war crazier!!’ Basten suddenly thought...

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AC Milan's offensive has been higher and higher...

At the 37th minute of the first half, Xiangnan turned around and received a straight pass from Gurkuf in the frontcourt. He immediately turned around and ran and pushed forward and looked up. In the penalty area of ​​Fiorentina, there were Fiorentine players guarding there...

Montolivo came up from the left side of the south to grab the ball. Nan seemed to have eyes behind him. Suddenly turned to the left, then shook the ball with his ankle and flew towards Pirlo, and he ran towards the front court himself... Montolivo suddenly lost his weight, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell down...

Pirlo took the ball towards the frontcourt without stopping the ball. This was a wall-to-wave cooperation...

Looking down from the stands of San Siro, their Majesty the King was performing a pleasing performance again...

Xiangnan, who was running forward, raised his left foot backwards, and gently hung the heel of his left foot... The ball flew lightly over Xiangnan's head and went to the front of Xiangnan...

Then, he leaned forward slightly, pushed the ball down with his knees, then pushed it with his chest, and flew forward toward the front, and then jumped south... A long leg against the grass slid past the jumping south...

Beautiful picking ball!!!

"Beautiful!!! Andre!!! He broke through Komoto's tackle with beautiful beauty... He is pushing!!! Andre!!! Moving forward!!!" Tosica was excited!!

The red and black waves in the San Siro stands also began to rise... They had a happy music----

"olaa-ola--andrea!!!la-ola--sei-il-nostro-reola--sei-il-nostro-re!!!" (Italian: Ola... Ola, Andre, Our Majesty the King

This is the roar of the master of San Siro!!

Faced with the high-speed advance Xiangnan, Florence defender De Silvestery did not dare to be careless. He even felt a little scared. He kept retreating and tried to see the ball path towards the south clearly.

However, he had already controlled the ball and advanced south at high speed. His feet were very skilled. His realistic shaking of his upper body made the former Lazio player lose his ability to distinguish, and his feet had long been confused and rhythm.

Xiangnan didn't let him continue to suffer for long. He pulled horizontally, then splashed the ball in the reverse direction, and poked it with his toes to easily break through.

Florence left-back Gobi rushed over immediately and blocked the way toward the south...

At this time, Xiangnan glanced out of the corner of his eyes and started to move his feet. His ankle shook and the ball flew towards the right...

Paroski's running position is very good. The pass to the south is as beautiful as a textbook. Paroski stopped the ball in his chest and then shot with a cushion... Unfortunately, Paroski, who is in a normal state today, seems to have forgotten to carry the "shot boots". The ball rotates, almost rubbing the right post and out of the baseline, which shocked the Fiorentine goalkeeper Frey's cold sweat...

Such a good opportunity was almost empty, and there was no goal in... Parosky hugged his head in annoyance... regretfully stepped on the grass with his feet, waved his hand towards Xiangnan, indicating that the ball towards Nan was passing beautifully...

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Plandelli stood on the sidelines, watching the red and black waves, and under the leadership of their captain, he launched a fierce attack, making Florence tremble under the iron hooves... moaning... He was really powerless...

"We want to score goals!! Score a lot of goals!!"

Plandelli could even see these words from Xiangnan's hideous face...

"What's going on with this? Has anyone provoked that guy again?" Plandelley beeped at the assistant coach beside him in dissatisfaction... He was so annoyed...

Fortunately, on the other courts, Roma and Sampdoria have not scored yet... This is good information for the Fiorentines...

Before the game, in Fiorentina, Plandelli held a special internal meeting to ban players

You can anger AC Milan players, especially don’t try to anger Andre… The coach’s meaning is very obvious. AC Milan needs to consider the final of the Champions League in 0 days, and this game should be reserved... In this way, don’t stimulate the opponent…

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"Andre dribbles the ball!!! Breakthrough! He breaks through!!!! Comoto was tricked!!! He entered the penalty area!!! He shot!! Shoot!! Shoot!! This is a fake shot!!! Spike!!! Shoot... Goooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaal!!!!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! Andre!!! 2:1!!! Andre!!! He is so excited!! Our King is celebrating wildly... Our hero and..." Tosica's voice was like a sports car full of engines... all the way!!!!

"…rea!!!!!!" San Siro Stadium was boiling. They were completely ignited by the passion of their king's Majesty, a gene called crazy in their bodies!!!

"ola-ola--andrea!!!la-ola--sei-il-nostro-reola--sei-il--nostro-re!!!" (Italian: Ola... Ola, Andre, our king) This is the roar of the men of San Siro!!

The roar from the soul!!!

"The calm and determined eyes and elegant style of the game, and Andre's moment can detonate so crazy passion!!! He let the magic of the black and white elf stain more people... Those who conquer the opposite sex can only be called beauty, and those who conquer the same sex are the real charm... And Dere, he did!!!" Alice, who was on the sidelines, wrote in her manuscript... This sentence became the most beautiful interpretation of Xiangnan's career...

Xiangnan lost completely after scoring the goal. He lay on the turf of San Siro and made the celebration of "Drunk on the battlefield"... Although Xiangnan is a Chinese, he does not know about the ancient Chinese culture. Maybe he doesn't know that this action is called "Drunk on the battlefield". In the distant ancient country of the East, there is a quatrain that will never get old --

‘You are laughing when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war in ancient times!!!’

Football is not a battlefield, but it has the same smoke as war...

Regarding Xiangnan's celebration action, the media around the world described it as the sleeping beauty in Andersen's fairy tale... and believed that Drey was completely a handsome prince comparable to the sleeping beauty... Back then, they also used similar words to describe the little Laudrupp who made this action...

As for Xiangnan's real intention, only after Xiangnan's game, his autobiography made the fans understand and shed tears...

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Inzaji stood up and applauded. He knew what the reason why Andrei worked so hard... Inzaji didn't understand this celebration of his teammates at this time. Perhaps, at this moment, he was completely lingered by the melancholy and discomfort of his about to leave the green field... He didn't think so much...

With the second score in Xiangnan, AC Milan overtook the score again at the end of the half...

2:1!!!

A score that can ensure that the Reds and Blacks will kiss the league champion again after 7 years!!!

However, it is not a score that allows Inzaji to enjoy the game well...

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In the player's locker room, Xiangnan gulped water and replenished water. His physical condition was not good...

"Andre, in the second half, should I come out and take a break..." Tasotti handed the towel to Xiangnan.

"Thank you, Mauro. However, in this game, I hope I can play 9c clocks..." Xiangnan took the towel and wiped his cheeks...

Tasotti wanted to persuade Xiangnan again. He wanted to mention the Champions League final after 1. He wanted to say that he would take a break in advance to avoid being injured... However, on the other side, Basten, who had been silently looking at his proud disciple, seemed to understand something. He shook his head gently and signaled that his assistant would not need to persuade him anymore... It was useless.

"Alberto, you have a break in the second half," Basten said to Paroski.

Paroski wanted to say that he was not tired and wanted to play for a while, but Ambrosini, who was sitting behind him, patting him on his shoulder, signaling him to obey the coach's arrangement... The old captain of Milan knew the meaning of the head coach's arrangement...

really……

"Philip!!" Basten watched Inzagri enter the locker room, Philip Inzagri was silent. He seemed a little inattentive and always looked out the window... The sound of the battle song of "Milan and Milan" was resounding throughout the stadium...

Inzaji felt a flame squirting in his chest, and he didn't hear Basten's words.

Xiangnan pushed Inzaji behind him "Philip, the coach is calling you..."

Inzaji came to his senses, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now..."

Basten said nothing, just nodded, "Phillip, you warm up at the beginning of the second half and then replace Alberto... Is there any problem?"

"No problem!!" Philip Inzaji said, everything seemed very calm. However, I could feel the Italian man beside him, almost burning...

Slap!!

Basten clapped his palms, "Okay!! In this game, we must win a victory to end this season, and there is also -----"

"We are the champions!!!!!!!" Xiangnan raised his right arm and let out a firm roar!!!

"We are the champion!!!!" Everyone, the roar of real men...

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At this time, outdoors of the locker room, AC Milan Vice Chairman Franco Barreci was about to push the locker to go

, However, at this time, Baresi hesitated for a moment, turned around and left, the cleaner outside the locker room looked at the back of the greatest captain in AC Milan's history...

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There is a player who just warms up to make the entire San Siro Stadium boil... Although, after coming to Milan to the south, such players have two in San Siro...

But at this moment, the whole of San Siro was applauding and trembling!!

The earth is trembling!!!

Inzaji was on the sidelines, with a quiet face. He was doing a back-and-forth run... half-squat... jumped twice, shook his arms... Just like, he had been doing so many years...

The game ended at 511 points----
To be continued...