More than ten minutes after the game, Milan returned to the locker room after thanking the fans. Gattuso limped in and hugged the players who were playing.

"Tang, you did a good job!" Gattuso said in Tang Jue's ear.

Damn, this doesn't sound so pleasant, forget it, it should be a happy moment tonight. Tang Jue nodded and said, "Everyone is doing well."

Maldini said to everyone: "Brothers! I'll treat you tonight!"

Tang Jue secretly glanced around and found that no one looked at him, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't hear the sentence "I treat you, Tang pays you!"

Seedorf had long seen Tang Jue's expression, so he said loudly: "Tang pays for it!"

Tang Jue, who was secretly happy, sat on the bench. Damn it, what should come is still coming! Well, pay for it.

Tang Jue shook his head and sighed secretly. Maldini looked at Tang Jue, laughed, and said, "I'll pay for it!"

"No!" Gattuso shook his head and said, "I'll do it. You are working hard. I should pay everyone to express my feelings."

Maldini glanced at Gatuso and didn't say anything. He made a phone call to Don Jue and went out. As the captain, Maldini was going to attend the post-match press conference.

...

The atmosphere in the home team's locker room was very depressing. With the overall situation in hand, I lost this crucial game. The morale of Inter Milan players dropped to freezing point. No one spoke, and the locker room was as quiet as if it was dead.

Captain Zanetti broke the silence and said in a low voice: "I lost the game, I am just like everyone else, and I feel depressed. However, this is not the end of the world. We are still the leader, and the Serie A champion is still ours!"

Crespo nodded and said, "Yes, we are still one point ahead. And we will continue to lead."

Figo exhaled a long breath and said, "No one can win the whole season. Milan will also make mistakes, and the initiative is still in our hands."

Yes, no one can make mistakes. The league is long and Milan cannot keep winning.

Inter Milan players are slowly recovering their morale.

...

At the press conference, Ancelotti was full of enthusiasm: "We have dedicated a great game to fans all over the world tonight. Great games are always dominated by great players. Tonight Don and Ronnie are the masters of the stadium, and they helped us win this great victory!"

"I said before the game. We will win this game. Now we have done it! The points gap between us and the top spot is only one point, and our dream of realizing the championship is getting closer and closer!"

A reporter asked: "The young two men faced each other, they were behind in the score, and they were away again. What did Milan win this game with?"

Ancelotti said: "A champion's heart!"

A reporter asked: "What is your opinion of Tang?"

Ancelotti said, "Great!"

A reporter asked: "Stankovic yelled at Maldini on the court, and the Milan players became angry. They paid two red cards for this, which put Milan in trouble. What do you think about this?"

Ancelotti thought for a while and said, "On the court, Maldini is respected. He is a great player with supporters all over the world. He is a humble gentleman on the court and has won the respect of the world, including me."

"I was very surprised and surprised that such a player has never been yelled by others in previous games, but appeared tonight."

"Those two red cards are the players expressing their respect for Maldini. This shows that Milan is a united group!"

...

Maldini said to the microphone: "Thanks to my teammates, they let us move forward. Now we will firmly move in the established direction."

A reporter asked: "Ambrosini and Serginho were sent off for attacking Stankovic, what do you think about this?"

Maldini said in a low voice: "I thank them for everything they did for me!"

A reporter asked: "What do you think Milan's winning streak will be?"

Maldini smiled and said, "Maybe you should ask Don."

...

Mancini said: "I have to bear full responsibility for the failure tonight. With the lead in the score, I let the players continue to attack. Now I think about it, this approach is irrational."

"Congratulations to Milan, they won 28 consecutive victories. I'm very excited to play against such an opponent, but unfortunately, we didn't keep the victory until the end of the game."

"However, our goal has not changed. We are still the leader, and we are currently the most powerful competitors in the championship. We will not give up!"

A reporter asked: "The points gap has changed from fifteen points to one point. How do you view this issue?"

Mancini said: "Looking at the Serie A game this season, we have made almost no mistakes. The results we have achieved. If we were placed in the previous few seasons, we would also be the top of the Serie A. The main reason for this situation is that our opponents performed more perfectly."

"Well, they cannot be described as perfect, they should be described as ‘magical’."

A reporter asked: "Did Stankovic do it after you instruct me?"

Mancini was angry: "How could this be my instructive? God! Maldini is a player I have always respected. I will not use this method to deal with Maldini, nor will I use this method to deal with Milan."

"Stankovic is completely personal!"

Mancini abandoned Stankovic. To be honest, he looked down on this method, which is why he got angry.

...

At this time, a group of people in Milan were fighting for alcohol in a hotel. After taking a shower, Tang Jue secretly took the anti-alcohol medicine. So he was very energetic and fought with his teammates. Kaka said strangely that Tang Jue scored 102 goals in Milan, so he had to drink 102 glasses of wine.

The sad Tang Jue begged for mercy. Gattuso generously said that he could drink ten cups at a time and five times in a row. Fifty glasses of red wine were just under everyone's noses. Tang Jue finished drinking it in ten minutes. Everyone cheered desperately:

"Tang is indeed a wine barrel!"

"Okay! Awesome!"

Kaka shook her head and looked at Gattuso and said, "You shouldn't let him drink only fifty drinks."

Gattuso said with confidence: "What should he do if he drank all the wine here? What should we drink?"

Drink it all?...Well, there is really a possibility...

Next, everyone drank happily, and many people were drunk. Recently, there were too many competitions and too much pressure, so they could finally take a break under the anesthesia of alcohol.

Kaka had been lying on the sofa and slept soundly. Dida rested her head on his legs, a string of crystal saliva connected his lips and Kaka's pants...

Ronnie walked over drunk and staggered. He put one hand on Tang Jue and said in a speechless manner: "Tang...that...that what, oh, that Serbian girl, do you want it?"

Tang Jue shook his head and said, "Alice is waiting for me at home."

Ronnie shook her head and said, "Dang...this...you shouldn't die in a tree. Well, die in a flower. There are many beautiful flowers in this world, and we must be hardworking bees. Well, hardworking bees! Hahaha!..."

Ronnie felt that his metaphor was so fucking appropriate, he was simply a genius. Yes, he was originally a genius!

Thinking of this, Ronnie's laughter became even louder!

...

Tang Jue returned home. It was already two o'clock in the morning and the lights in the room were still on. For some time after that, he had been eager for someone to light a light for him and wait for his return.

Walking into the bedroom, Alice greeted her. The pink silk pajamas could not cover up Alice's proud and soft curves. Her dark brown hair was casually draped behind her head, and her blue eyes were full of love. Alice stood barefoot in front of Tang Jue.

Tang Jue's heartbeat began to accelerate, and he gently hugged Alice's soft waist.

"Dear, three times!"

Alice exhaled like an orchid and said in Tang Jue's ear.

What are you waiting for? Tang Jue let out a howl in his heart, took off his clothes as fast as possible, hugged Alice and rolled on the bed...

After a while, the room made a gasp that made people's heart beat faster, and the sound of "shenyin" was heard...

The spring rain outside the house continued to fall. The temperature dropped to octave. However, the temperature in the room was extremely high, enough to melt the ice for thousands of years!

...

In the dormitory of the second major international student in Lyon, Wenting's room lights had already been turned off. Tonight she watched the Milan Derby on the Internet, and after watching it, she took a shower and went to bed. She slept in bed. Alice's high-pitched "shenyin" sound suddenly sounded in Wenting's mind, and Tang Jue's heavy breathing sound.

More than 20 days ago, she went to Milan to hold an academic conference and lived at Tang Jue's house. She suffered this kind of torture those days. It is said that she should have left, but for some reason, she just didn't want to leave.

"Is that kind of thing really that comfortable?"

Wenting subconsciously silently her mature breasts, and suddenly felt her face getting hot.

"Let's go to bed, there's still a data analysis tomorrow." Wen Ting put down her hand and said to herself.

In a daze, Wenting slowly fell asleep.

...

Wenting found herself standing in a room that was both familiar and unfamiliar. There were only two people in the room, and the other was Tang Jue. Without reservation, Wenting walked forward, bravely hugged Tang Jue, and then kissed him, and then the two were entangled...

After passionate, Wenting hugged Tang Jue and thought: It was really comfortable!

After changing the picture, Wenting found herself at Tang Jue’s Italian home, and then the two of them started...

One night, three images were exchanged, but the protagonist in the dream did not change, and what happened did not change.

The next day, the morning sun had not yet shone on the windowsill. Wenting opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock on the table at 7:30. She used to get up at 7:00. Wenting quickly got up and washed up and tidied up the bed.

There was a big yellow water stain on the bed sheet. Wenting's hand stopped, her face began to get hot, and the thousands of years of ice melted completely!

Wenting even remembered those strange dreams last night...

illusion!

Didn’t it mean that the spring dream is gone without trace?

Why are there still traces left?

Why is the protagonist in the dream the one is him?

The self in the dream is so proactive. Is that self the real self?

At this time, a call made Wenting get rid of her thoughts.
Chapter completed!