Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 10 Milan in Twilight vs. Galaxy Battleship II.[-]
Perhaps it was because he was the same age as Qin Yun, and Qin Yun was about as handsome as himself.

"By the way, are you going to have your hair done tonight? I just met a new stylist with good skills. How about the three of us doing a mohawk together?"

"Shalawi dyed red, Qin Yun dyed green, and I dyed yellow. It's like a traffic light. Thinking about it is very exciting! At that time, both home and away fans will definitely cheer for us!"

Balotelli didn't know what was wrong with his little head, and suddenly remembered this.

Shalawi immediately echoed the words: "Okay! Okay! But I want to dye green, okay?"

"Mario, have you ever considered dyeing three colors by yourself? Is that really amazing? Or we can make an agreement that whoever scores a goal among the three of us will dye one more color on his hair? At that time, we can see who is more powerful by who has more hair color?"

Qin Yun stroked his chin and came up with new ideas. He still prefers the flowing long hair. Anyway, he has very little chance of scoring goals as a defender.

"NICE! Qin, you are a fucking genius, why didn't I think of it?"

"Hey Tony, I want 12 colors in my hair, yes. That's twelve not two"

Shalawi looked at Balotelli who was drifting away. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the wrong place.
In the next few days, the Milanello training base became extremely lively, and everyone knew that a central defender very similar to Nesta had come.

Milan's female fans have often blocked the entrance of the base since they knew that Kaka was back, and inadvertently found that Qin Yun had become even crazier, so that both of them had to develop the habit of turning their heads to observe at any time.

2013 8 Month 5 Day.

After the San Siro stadium ushered in the International Champions Cup, a friendly match before the start of the new season, AC Milan played against Real Madrid.

Perhaps because Ancelotti had brought Milan before, this friendly match was proposed by Real Madrid. Milan will naturally not let go of the opportunity to play against strong teams. After all, they can learn a lot of experience in the game and speed up the running-in of the new lineup.

Players from the two teams walked into the field from the locker room one after another. Ronaldo's eyes lit up when he saw Kaka.

The two joined Real Madrid in the same year, one No. [-] and one No. [-].

Whether it is in the game or in life, they are relatively close, perhaps because of the sympathy between the superstars, the two soon developed a deep friendship.
Sitting on Kaka, Qin Yun suddenly laughed, because he suddenly remembered that a few years later, Ronaldo's girlfriend Georgina and Kaka seemed to look alike.
Damn, Qin Yun dare not look at Kaka now with this damn sense of substitution, he is no different from Georgina with a beard.

Ronaldo ran over and asked, "Kaka, how are you doing?"

"I am fine, thanks and you?"

Qin Yun subconsciously replied, there is no way, the nine-year compulsory education only memorized a few sentences.

"Who is this?"

Ronaldo glanced at Qin Yun with some displeasure, how could he casually interrupt his conversation with Kaka.

"Chris, I was just about to introduce you. He is Qin Yun, the central defender Milan has just signed."

Kaka hugged Qin Yun's shoulders, showing a bright smile.

Ronaldo suddenly felt that he had lost something important, and stared carefully at Qin Yun who was sitting in front of him.

It seemed a bit handsome, and the hostility in Ronaldo's heart was slightly reduced.

"Hi, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

Qin Yun quickly restrained his smile, and stretched out his right hand to Ronaldo.

Then, Qin Yun consciously ran to the field to warm up, and did not disturb the reunion of the two

"OK, you don't need to care about the score, just kick out our pre-match tactics."

Allegri stood on the coach's bench and said to the starters.

Qin Yun sat on the bench regretfully. Although it was a friendly match, Allegri also wanted to let the main players find their status first. Fortunately, there is no restriction on the number of substitutions in this game, so there is always a chance to play.

But from the perspective of the bench, the game is really not good, and there are many places that I can't see clearly.

After the players of the two teams exchanged flags, they walked onto the green field. Qin Yun silently looked at the formations of the two teams, thinking about how he should defend after he entered the field.

Ancelotti set up a 4-1-4-1 formation, and the superstars in the lineup shine.

Goalkeeper: Iker Casillas;

Defenders: Marcelo, Pepe, Ramos, Carvajal;
Midfielder: Khedira;

Midfielders: Modric, Isco, Dead Fisheye, Ronaldo;
Forward: Benzema.

"Galaxy Battleship [-] Generations"

Qin Yun muttered to himself, Real Madrid just ended the Mourinho era in the 13-14 season and ushered in their new head coach Ancelotti. When Bale arrives in September, Real Madrid's BBC striker will also be formally formed.

If I remember correctly, they seem to have won the Champions League this season, and Ronaldo will also win the Golden Globe for two consecutive years.

Qin Yun is so envious. It is almost impossible for him to win the Golden Globe Award. After all, Cannavaro has been alone for so many years
With Milan's current strength, it may be quite difficult to go head-to-head with Real Madrid. After all, the difference in strength on paper alone does not know how many billion.
But I don't know if the trajectory of the world will still be the way he knows?
"What, Pato fucking again"

Allegri's furious voice reached the bench, Qin Yun sighed, and prepared to give the Slim bracelet to Kaka. In fact, he had already made up his mind.

After all, can Pato recover from his injury and return to his previous state?

He has already given up on himself to such an extent that it is useless for others to pull him. It is better to go to the Super League to make money earlier.

Or simply marry Berlusconi, and it is shameful to eat soft rice.

Kaka is better!
Qin Yun summoned the system and clicked to use the Slim bracelet.

"Please select teammate Ricardo. The item effect will disappear automatically when the host is successfully bound or the bound teammate transfers to retire."

Kaka suddenly shivered, like drinking a cold beer in the dog days.

Comfortable!

There was still some discomfort before, as if a warm current passed through the groin.

Kaka involuntarily looked at the Milan bench, shook his head and turned his attention to the game.

Qin Yun was taken aback. He thought that Kaka had discovered his petty actions. This kind of metaphysics should not be known to others.

After waiting for a while, Qin Yun poked his head out to look at Milan's lineup.

Goalkeeper: Abbiati;
Defenders: Constant, Mex, Zapata, Zacardo;
Midfielder: Nigel De Jong;

Midfielders: Muntari, Nocerino, Bielsa, Kaka;
Forward: Balotelli.

How to put it, Milan's current strength is actually not weak. At most, Bashen is too lonely, the midfielder has no control, there is no special candidate for the right winger position, and the defender is a pit.

At this moment, the referee blew the whistle to start the game.

The football was passed to Milan's midfield, and Zakar took the ball from multiple sides and immediately pushed forward. His flowing long hair made people think they saw Pirlo.

PS: Ask for collections, ask for tickets!

(End of this chapter)