"I'm sorry, sir, the fastest plane is to Jerusalem!"
Jerusalem, uh... isn't there a war there now? Chenlong was shocked when he heard the waiter say this. ww╲w.㊣(⊙o⊙)…
"Is there no other way, such as flying to other European countries?"
"I'm sorry, sir, it won't be until tomorrow, flying to France!"
"Okay, Jerusalem." After receiving another reply, Chen Long finally gritted his teeth and bought a ticket to Jerusalem, but his heart was pounding.
There has been constant fighting between Israel and Palestine recently, but he is actually interested in going there to transfer flights. This sounds a bit sensational. What is terrible is that there is actually a plane to Jerusalem.
This border city between the two countries must be a bit scary. When thinking about this, Chen Long was already flying in the sky.
It is said that war is the best way to make money. This plane full of people speaks for itself, and the faces of others are full of relief.
No matter what, his life wouldn't hang there. Chenlong looked around and finally calmed down his racing heart.
"Old fox, I've already boarded the plane. If nothing else happens, I should rush back to Italy the day after tomorrow." Chenlong sent Conte a reassuring text message, and then fell asleep on the sofa.
The next day, the plane appeared over Palestine.
As Chen Long imagined, the sky here was not filled with gunpowder smoke. The quiet Jerusalem was like a shy lover, hiding in the sun and smiling.
After getting off the plane, Chenlong felt relaxed. He hated flying. He didn't feel safe at all. Life and death were completely in the hands of others. If possible, he really hoped to be able to drive by himself like his predecessor Bergkamp. Go to an away game, or never have to go to an away game.
But he wasn't as afraid of heights as Bergkamp, so he still took the plane.
But when his thoughts came to mind, before he even reached the airport gate, he heard a sad announcement, which was even more tragic than yesterday.
"Hijacking, just kidding Mao." Real news came over the radio, and Chen Long felt like he was dreaming.
Yes, luckily I got off the plane, otherwise... But what does this mean? I can't change planes! ! Damn it, I've been so unlucky these past two days, everything has happened to me.
Airport personnel suddenly became panicked, and the police immediately occupied the place.
All passengers were stranded at the airport and were questioned by the police.
Come on, you don’t have to rush back to Italy this time, just stay here with peace of mind, old fox, old fox, it’s not that I won’t help you, but God’s will seems to want you to be dismissed from get out of class.
After spending a whole morning at the airport, Chenlong finally walked out of the airport gate, but the bad situation did not change.
Could it be that these days are the days of air crashes? He just plays grounded when he has nothing to do. Staying in this city makes him unable to rest for a moment. Chenlong walks on the unfamiliar streets, talking non-stop, and the roaring in the distance. The sound of artillery fire kept reaching his ears.
Omega, how can the people here live in such an environment and survive while fighting, Chenlong cannot understand.
"What, you asked me to buy a car and drive back to Italy!! Are you crazy?"
"Yes, you have to walk back for me even if you leave, Juventus needs you." The voice on the other end of the phone almost shouted, and it was Conte who called.
Crazy, crazy, the world is crazy, even Conte is crazy, the world is crazy, crazy people, Chen Long finally got into a taxi, and then came to a car sales company.
"Man, what kind of car is the car you have here that has the best performance, is the fastest, doesn't break down, and can't even be blown up by bombs?" Chen Long, wearing black sunglasses, asked.
"Hummer." The salesman pointed to the dark green not far away.
"How much." Well, it was indeed very domineering. Chenlong followed his finger and saw a large green Hummer parked in the center of the exhibition hall. Just looking at the surface made people's hearts beat.
"300,000, paid in US dollars or Euros." The salesman replied with a smile, as if he was about to make a fortune, and he was as happy as a flower.
"Hell, you want to make war fortune, 300,000, you might as well grab it." In Chen Long's memory, a top-grade Hummer cost only a few hundred thousand dollars, but now it has doubled. Although he is rich People, but after hearing this price, I couldn't help but jump a little.
Don't look at the poor places where there is no shit, but cars may be the most expensive in the world. Is this the case in places where there are wars? Chen Long's face is full of pain, if the fat Yang Ershi knows that he is like this Squandering, I don’t know what to say.
"Then do you want it?" the salesman asked again with a smile.
"Yes, help me fill up the tank by the way, and then add two tanks of gasoline." Chenlong's face twitched and he handed over the credit card.
This time the salesman's smile was brighter than before. He gently took the credit card and swiped it on the machine without ceremony.
I wiped it, and 300,000 euros were just gone. I had to ask the old fox for reimbursement when I went back. Chenlong took the card back distressedly.
This is a crazy decision and behavior. Chen Long really plans to travel day and night, across the Mediterranean Sea, in one day...
In the early morning of February 10th, Italian time, the Italian border.
Chenlong lay tiredly on the Hummer, which had been dyed white by the wind and dust. The green horse turned into a white horse, and Chenlong turned into a bug. He could no longer drive. After more than two thousand kilometers, It had already made him die. If the potion he carried had not worked, he would have died of exhaustion on the way.
It's so crazy, damn, it's almost a miracle. Chenlong fell asleep while cursing him. Even after the helicopter arrived, he couldn't bear to open his tired eyes.
It turned out that after entering the Italian border, Chenlong had already called Conte and asked him to send a plane to pick him up...
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After sleeping until the afternoon of the game day, Chen Long was in Verona. He was directly picked up here by helicopter last night.
No one knew that Chen Long had arrived here, not even his Juventus teammates.
So when Chen Long put on the game uniform and suddenly appeared on the bench, his teammates were shocked.
When did Chenlong return to the team! ! This is so exciting. The team has lost two games in a row. If they don’t win this game that afternoon, not only will Conte be fired, but the league points will also be far behind Inter Milan, and they will completely miss the league championship. .
But Chenlong had a hat hanging on his head, but the fans didn't know it.
After getting enough rest, Chen Long fell asleep again on the bench. He was too lazy to continue being miserable with his teammates. Conti returned to the coaching bench, walked over to Chen Long, and sat on his bed. around.
"Don't sleep like a pig. Have you seen Chievo's recent situation?"
It turned out that Conte had not let Chen Long go at this time, hoping to obtain game-related information from Chen Long.
"Coach, I'm rushing back to Italy day and night. I don't have time to watch Chievo. Besides, I haven't recovered from my sleep. Do you want me to grab my laptop and watch these idiots play football? Forget it. It’s better to eat them alive in a while!”
Chen Long dismissed Conti without even raising his eyebrows.
The starting teammates have already begun to warm up on the court, and Ronaldinho is there.
"Why did you use Ronaldinho like this to lose two consecutive league games?" Chen Long was still sarcastic to Conte. He really didn't understand that Juventus, with such a strong lineup, would find it hard to accept even a draw, let alone a defeat. .
"The team has been playing very well, but it's just bad luck. Well... it's not just bad luck." Conte blamed the problem on luck. Obviously he believed that the team could not be blamed for losing, but only the team. luck.
Take the last home game against Udinese as an example. Juventus had 60% of the ball possession and shot on goal 34 times. However, except for three goalposts, the rest The shots were all saved by Udinese's goalkeeper. Conte almost didn't ask the opponent's coach after the game how much that magical goalkeeper was worth...
The opponent only had one shooting opportunity, but it was drawn into a theoretical blind spot, beyond Buffon's reach.
When he is unlucky, even drinking cold water can fill his teeth. Chen Long feels the same way. Taking this long trip as an example, he is unlucky enough. Master and disciple are both unlucky. There is no unlucky one, only more unlucky. Both of them are unlucky. This unlucky man now needs to clear his name in this game.
The game finally started. Conte did not stay on the coaching bench, but sat on the bench.
The progress of the game was as Conte said before, with misfortune hanging over the Juventus people. In the third minute of the opening, Ronaldinho got a very good free kick opportunity. Ronaldinho stood in front of the ball with all certainty. After discussing something with Pirlo, in the end Ronaldinho, who has better footwork, was still in charge.
Ronaldinho's dark cross-eyed eyes were staring at the opponent's goal, and he finally gave the ball away.
When the ball was thrown out, the corner of his mouth showed a smile, and he was about to raise his hand to celebrate, but with a ding, the ball hit the goal post.
Omega, who doesn't play like this, hit the pillar again. Conti held his head and sighed. Chenlong heard it clearly, but his head was still buried in the hat.
"I will only play on time and will not play early again, unless I only play within the prescribed time. This is what the doctor ordered. I don't want my career to be ruined immediately." It turns out that Chen Long never cared about the progress on the field. But he talked to Conte about his body.
"Then when do you plan to play?" Conti became a little anxious after hearing what Chen Long said. This does not mean that Chen Long can no longer play in advance to scare people.
"You can be on duty at any time, but when time is up, I will be off the field, so you have to keep a substitute behind me to replace me at any time!"
"Oh, it seems you can still scare people, as long as you show up early and end the game early, haha." After hearing Chen Long's answer, Conti's expression became much more relaxed... "How about I show up soon!"
He didn't expect that Conte actually wanted Chen Long to play immediately. No wonder he thought so. He had lost two games in a row. If he lost another game, he wouldn't be able to leisurely appear on the coaching bench in the next game. How about coming all the way? It's easy to get Chen Long back, but it wouldn't be a waste if we don't use him properly! ! So let's just stop doing nothing and let Chenlong go up and score one or two goals first...
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