Chapter 170: Records Shelved for 64 Years (Daily Transition)
locker room.

The Roma players took turns touching the championship trophy with their bare chests for a while.

Everyone’s face was filled with happiness and a sense of accomplishment.

Salah patted his chest and said: “My choice was right. I left the Swiss Super League last season and did not go to Chelsea as a substitute. I correctly chose to be the main player in the league and domestic cup competitions in Rome!”

“However, the main factor that attracted me was the famous coach Luis Enrique! And Mr. Sabatini’s offer for two consecutive years!”

The picture of this guy holding the Italian Cup has gone viral in Egypt.

The pride of Egyptian football.

De Bruyne ‘gently’ punched the wall excitedly.

His clenched fists pounded the wall tremblingly, like he was beating cotton.

“Let me speak! Let me speak!”

“We wasted so many scoring opportunities, but we still won the Italian Cup! It’s amazing!”

Talking and talking.

He grabbed Kjaer again and said, “You’ve received three red cards this season, you can’t get any more in the future, okay?”

The Danish center back nodded seriously.

The 19-year-old Saul took the trophy, puffed out his chest proudly, and asked Gao Qi to take a photo of him: the photo would be sent to his family and to Simeone.

Fighting on multiple fronts.

Lineup rotation.

In the process of advancing to the Italian Cup, several young new players and substitute veterans made significant contributions.

Knock knock knock!
A familiar figure appeared at the door of the locker room.

Castan!
Smart Brazilian centre-back.

Marquinhos ran forward excitedly and asked cautiously: “Teacher, your head.”

“My brain tumor is healed!”

After hearing these words, the talented young player dared to rush forward and give him a big hug.

Benatia couldn’t help but laugh and said, “You guys go to get treatment, I can’t support Roma’s defense alone!”

Totti and De Rossi smiled at each other, feeling deeply moved.

Three years ago, the young Chinese player who came out of nowhere gave them hope for their entire career pursuit this season.

“Should I retire and let the club’s salary structure improve?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Buffon hasn’t retired yet.”

“My position is different from Buffon’s.”

Morata returned to the locker room at the latest. Seeing the heartwarming scenes, he said seriously: “Don’t do this, it’s like the ending of a movie!”

He then ran towards Gao Qi excitedly!
“Gao just called me! He will take me to Brazil to participate in the 2014 World Cup!”

Everyone laughed.

As Roma continued to triumph, many players were privately informed in advance by their respective national teams: Congratulations on being selected for the World Cup roster.

“congratulations.”

airport.

The night wind is bleak.

Roma Club CEO Zanzi, satisfied with receiving a box of signed jerseys, prepared to return to the United States.

The signed jerseys were requested by the daughters and wealthy wives of the United Consortium.

On the occasion of parting.

He patted the assistant on the shoulder and said earnestly:
“Do you know why I’m so successful?”

“Because this season, I didn’t hang around in front of the players and coaches, didn’t reform the club, didn’t break into the players’ locker room.”

The young assistant didn’t understand this sentence for a moment.

But he knew that the other party’s position would be promoted after returning to the United Consortium.

Zanzi waved his fat hands.

Smile brightly.

Obesity and age could not conceal the handsomeness of the former cricket superstar.

A group of Roma senior officials were reluctant to leave: Where can we find such a good leader who doesn’t make trouble?
“Baldini will be back in two months.”

“That guy’s reforms ten years ago almost caused Rome to be relegated.”

“Why was this bastard released by Tottenham?”

“I heard that he was going to sell a young player named Kane for 60 euros, which angered Levy and Sherwood and caused a big fight.”

“Damn, there aren’t any irritating characters like this in movies.”

Gao Qi returned home.

A mechanical and cold electronic synthesized sound sounded quietly.

【Italian Cup defending achievement unlocked. 】

[Congratulations on obtaining: Apennine Shooter Golden Treasure Box. ]

For Gao Qi now, the reward increase of the gold treasure chest is very small.

He didn’t look closely at the prize pool.

[The golden treasure chest is opening]

【Congratulations on obtaining: Schillaci’s ‘Shooting Experience’. 】

【Bright shooting star.】

[He shone all the light of his career in 1990. ]

The five major leagues have entered their final stages.

The Bundesliga champion was decided two months ago: Bayern Munich.

Atletico Madrid defeated Barcelona to win the La Liga title.

Paris Saint-Germain finally lived up to the value of its squad and became the French Ligue 1 champions.

The Premier League champions are Manchester City.

Only the Serie A championship remains suspenseful.

“Good evening, viewers. Now we are broadcasting the 38th round of Serie A.”

“The peak showdown in the Apennines.”

“Red Wolf and Zebra, fighting for the Holy Flame!”

“In the past two rounds of the league, Gao Qi has increased his single-season Serie A goal tally to 35! He has tied the record set by Nordahl 64 years ago!”

“The camera saw Conte and Garcia on the sidelines, and the issue of whether the two coaches would stay or go was full of suspense.”

“According to Italian media La Stampa: Conte will leave Juventus and his successor will be Garcia or Allegri.”

“Allegri is more likely.”

Accompanied by cheers from all over the sky.

The referee team led the players from both teams out of the tunnel. Conte crossed his arms in front of his chest, looked at the back of Roma’s No. 9, and shook his head helplessly.

Juventus has set many records this season, but is still chasing Roma in the Serie A standings.

The position of hegemony over the Apennines was challenged again.

The atmosphere in the stands was harmonious.

Tens of thousands of audiences hummed songs as the camera swept across their faces.

They looked more like they were seeing the soldiers off.

Seven days later.

The Red Wolves will face the Galacticos at the Estadio de Luz in Lisbon.

The competition was intense.

Juventus, in a 3-5-2 formation, pressed forward aggressively.

“Roma only needs a draw to win the title.”

“But instead of playing low defense, they chose to attack.”

“If Juventus wants to go further in the Champions League, they must keep the midfield combination of Pirlo and Pogba, one old and one young.”

“Oh my, why is Pogba always competing with Gao Qi?”

“Gao Qi just completed a Marseille turn.”

“He also has to repeat it after the ball is changed.”

The game had frequent offense and defense transitions.

It makes one wonder if this is not a Serie A game.

Pogba dyed his hair in various colors today. He was in the back-end position of the formation and was madly competing with Gao Qi.

But his defensive moves were clean.

Amid the cheers of Roma fans, the game entered injury time.

The LED screen in the air still showed the score of 0:0.

“Juventus’ defense is getting stronger and stronger. On the back line, Bonucci and the older brothers are getting better and better.”

“The strongest shield in Europe.”

“But for the forward line, I think we need to buy a comprehensive striker like Morata.”

“There’s no time.”

“The glittering Holy Flame Stand is about to welcome its master.”

last moment.

Morata fell in the Juventus penalty area.

“The referee raised his finger and pointed to the penalty spot!”

“Show Bonucci a red card!”

“Penalty kick!”

“Totti passed the ball to Gao Qi.”

“If Gao Qi scores this goal, he will break the 36-year record with 64 goals in a single Serie A season.”

“The opponent is Buffon!”

“Many people think that Buffon is not good at saving penalties and is not as good as Toldo in the past, but judging from the data of all games, Buffon is the first goalkeeper in history to have a penalty saving rate of more than 30%.”

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling on the ryegrass.

Gao Qi bent down and placed the football at the yard line.

I looked up and couldn’t help but take a look at Juventus’ goal.

He smiled.

Buffon also laughed.

In theory, a penalty kick is a psychological game, and the penalty taker and the goalkeeper should try not to look at each other.

The spotlight flashed crazily.

Reporters lay on the sidelines, twisting their bodies in various positions, trying to find the best angle to record this classic moment.

Beep!
The referee blows the whistle.

Gao Qi took a deep breath, and all the shadows in his vision were blown away.

He didn’t need to be anyone’s shadow at this moment.

approach.

Raise your arms.

Swing your legs.

Snapped!
The football jumped lightly and gently went to the center of the goal.

Buffon dived to the left side of the goal.

The net swung.

The whole audience was silent, and then the earth shook.

“The ball is in!”

“He created the most brutal moment for the Bianconeri in the most gentle and elegant way.”

“Serie A Golden Boot with 36 goals in a single season!”

“Nordal’s 64-year record has been broken!”

“64 years!”

“The person who broke this record is a Chinese player!”

The commentator screamed at the top of his lungs.

Gao Qi opened his arms and rushed to the stands to welcome cheers and applause.

In excitement, he accidentally pulled up the corner flagpole
The linesman smiled and shook his head, then raised his hand to signal him to continue celebrating.

Gao Qi took advantage of the situation and swung the corner flagpole high.

The red flag flutters in the wind.

Followed by.

It slammed into the grass.

The tall figure seemed to have the entire Apennines under its feet.

The stands on all sides were boiling again.

finally.

The referee blew the whistle to end the game.

“2013/14 Serie A champions, Roma!”

“Serie A top scorer, Gao Qi!”

(End of this chapter)