Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 57 The necessary post-match summary for a strong team
All the Milan players gathered together to celebrate excitedly, Qin Yun watched Muntari run around the field helplessly, isn't this kid tired?

Anyway, he is terribly tired now, and he feels like he is about to fall apart after the game.

"Is there any post-match summary tonight?"

Shalawi handed over a bottle of water.

Qin Yun took it, rinsed his mouth, and suddenly regained his energy, "It must be there, I have already asked about it, and today is the last day of the vacuum show in Hollywood."

The Milan players who were close all raised their ears, and only Kaka smiled helplessly, "Be careful when playing at night, don't go too far, Ignazio, watch out."

Kaka would never go to that kind of entertainment place, so he could only let the older and more stable Abate take care of him, otherwise Balotelli and Shalawi might cause trouble.

"Is there anything else to go? Come and sign up!" Balotelli was contacting the boss to reserve a place.

"I!"

"And I!"

"I won't go, I'm too tired from the game today, I want to rest early."

Montolivo touched his nose to cover up his true thoughts.

Qin Yun could tell at a glance that this was a strict wife, and his movements were exactly the same as those he had seen.

However, Qin Yun was really embarrassed to bring a married man to the nightclub, as he always felt sorry for other people's wives.

In the end, there were only eighteen people who chose to participate in the post-match summary, just enough to make up the big list.

At the same time, the post-match score has also come out, and Qin Yun won the best player again with 7.4 points.

Qin Yun froze in place when he heard the news.

competition committee.

I didn't mess with you, did I?
Balotelli scored twice only 7.3 points?
Do you know how much it costs to take nearly 20 people to a nightclub?

At least two weeks salary!

But looking at the expectant eyes of the big guy, Qin Yun couldn't say anything, after all, the man spit out one by one and let the person with the lowest score pay the bill next time.

"The next two weeks are international competition days, if someone can't keep up with training after returning."

Allegri didn't stop him, and he didn't have any reason, but if anyone delays work, don't blame him.

Everyone responded quickly, especially Shalawi, whose little head was like a garlic stick.

After everyone left, Maldini made a phone call, "Makarov, the guys from Milan are going to play with you, so keep an eye on me at night, and don't make any trouble."

When Lao Ma was young, he was crazy. Does anyone recognize the nightclubs in Milan?

Although it is said that he met Adriana as a good person, his contacts are still there.

"Stop, park the car here, let's walk in."

Milan Eighteen Arhats parked the car on the side of the road, not caring about the upcoming ticket, and walked into the street in a mighty manner.

The boy Balotelli was still wearing his home jersey, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone on both sides.

Although there are more Inter Milan fans in Milan, they are not in the mood to come out to revel tonight.

Just after watching the game, I met a real person again, and the fans immediately burst out, holding up their mobile phones and surrounding them.

Group photo, autograph.

It took a lot of effort to get out of the crowd.

As soon as he entered the nightclub, Qin Yun saw colorful lights and a vacuum-packed dancer in the center of the dance floor.

Tears were about to flow from the corners of Balotelli's mouth, and he couldn't wait to lead everyone to the booth he had reserved. As expected of a man who had been in Inter Milan and Milan at the same time, he was able to win the biggest booth in the best nightclub in Milan just two hours in advance.

"Ten bottles of Amarone brandy first, no, eight more bottles, one for each of you here!"

After being seated, Shalawi began to order with ease, and he seemed to be a regular customer.

"Enough is enough."

Qin Yun hurriedly stopped the little pharaoh, and now the whole team knew that he led the team to conclude after the game, if eighteen people lie down drunk tonight.

He dared to say that in less than 10 minutes, the media in Milan could come up with [-] headlines without repetition.

"Milan Players Collective Alcoholism After the Game, Is It a Loss of Humanity or a Moral Corruption? "

No matter how good-tempered Uncle Jiong is, he probably can't bear it.

Abate also helped out and said, "Just play around."

"That's right, I have to go to the national team training camp the day after tomorrow."

Zapata was 5 minutes late for training once, and was reprimanded by Colombian coach Pekerman for almost half an hour. Since then, he has never dared to be presumptuous in the national team.

What is the most concerned thing for football players now?
Of course, it will be next year's World Cup in Brazil. The squad has not yet been confirmed, and no one dares to cause trouble at a critical moment.

Shalawi wanted to scold his mother when he heard the words. He was only injured twice, and now he can't even play a friendly match. The old man Prandelli has no confidence in himself.

The big guys calmed down a lot when they heard it, and the purpose of the big guys coming here is not just to drink, there are more important things waiting for them to do.

Balotelli is not as reckless as before. After so many teams, even people with low emotional intelligence should restrain themselves.

Pushing a cup to change a cup, everyone reminisced about the hard-won victory with alcohol.

There was a sudden noise from the door of the nightclub, and Balotelli looked up, his eyes lit up.

Wow!
Today's luck was overwhelming, not only enjoyed the vacuum performance, but also met Victoria's Secret supermodel.

Balotelli and Shalawi exchanged glances, using the phone screen to arrange their hair, like a rooster grooming its wings.

"Fanny is mine, and the rest are up to you!" Balotelli declared his sovereignty first.

Coincidentally, the little pharaoh also liked this one, and said tit for tat: "Why?"

Qin Yun looked Shalawi up and down, but didn't realize that you still like to drive a big car.

Seeing that the wine was almost gone, the Milan team members immediately scattered. Some went to the center of the dance floor to study the vacuum girls carefully, and some began to look for their targets.

Before Qin Yun came back to his senses, a person suddenly sat beside him.

"Barbara?"

"Long time no see, congratulations on winning the Milan Derby, why didn't you call me recently?"

Parvin saw Qin Yun as soon as he entered the nightclub. There was no way he could do it. Even in a dim environment, his chiseled face was highly recognizable, not to mention how many times she peeked at him when he was filming commercials.

"Thank you, how could you."

"Tonight's catwalk show just ended, everyone was discussing going out for a party, and I just ran into you."

"No, this is what I asked you to do."

Palvin picked up the cocktail on the table and handed it over enthusiastically.

Qin Yun was a little speechless. This cunning woman was definitely greedy for his body. He could often see this kind of look in the eyes of the people who delivered "love poems" outside the training base.

"By the way, there are many beautiful girls over there."

Qin Yun raised his wine glass to touch Palvin, thinking about finding a topic to chat with.

(End of this chapter)