"Inter Milan's offensive is fierce. For a while, they almost launched a siege. After all, this is the Meazza, their home ground! Mourinho's team is indeed powerful. In terms of strength, Inter Milan is obviously a level above Napoli..."

The commentator was analyzing the past ten minutes of the game for the television audience.

The first half was almost thirty minutes in, and in terms of the scene, Inter Milan had the advantage, as if Napoli could lose the ball at any time.

But unfortunately, Napoli hadn't lost a goal so far.

Napoli's goal looked particularly dangerous, but they just didn't concede, which surprised some people.

"Mazzarri has set up a defensive counterattack formation, but in reality, defense is the most important thing. Obviously, he thinks it would be a great victory to take a point away from home!"

Mazzarri did think it would be good to take a point, but he told his players to strive for a win—even if the team couldn't do it in the end, the result wouldn't be too bad.

"Does anyone remember what Chen Hero said in an interview after the game against Inter Milan last season? He said he would double-kill the defending champions this season. I believe that after watching nearly thirty minutes of this game, even he himself will give up this idea... To say that he can score goals in two games against Inter Milan in the new season, I think more people would believe that... After all, as last season's Golden Boot winner, he has the ability."

It was hard to tell whether the commentator was praising Chen Hero or looking down on him.

But Chen Hero himself hadn't really given up on this idea. Even though the team was in a difficult defensive position, he hadn't given up on pursuing goals and defeating Inter Milan. He also knew the team's current situation, but he thought differently from most people—to turn the situation around, he had to score. As long as he scored and took the lead, all problems would be solved.

It was a pity that the team was defending desperately, and he received too little support.

Nevertheless, he put all his effort into those few offensive opportunities, hoping to help the team get out of the current predicament.

"Hamsik with a direct pass! Hero! He got the ball!"

Chen Hero turned and dribbled the ball, but due to lack of support, he had to dribble forward alone. Compared with those dribbling masters, his dribbling was not very spectacular and not sharp enough. This big man's dribbling was easily guessed by experienced defenders. After all, he was not Zlatan Ibrahimović, who was 1.92 meters tall but had the footwork of someone who was 1.68 meters tall.

So Inter Milan defended relatively easily.

Therefore, Chen Hero rarely dribbled the ball himself, knowing that he was not good at it.

Facing Sulley Muntari, the Ghanaian defensive midfielder who came up to defend him, Chen Hero glimpsed Cassano, who was there to support him not far to his left.

He planned to pass the ball directly to Cassano, and then make an off-ball run himself. This would obviously be much easier than dribbling the ball forward alone.

So he raised his right foot and kicked the ball over, while also looking at Cassano.

Muntari rushed up intending to intercept the ball, but he didn't expect Chen Hero to pass the ball. He felt a little disdain in his heart—coward! Let's go one-on-one if you have the guts!

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The football kicked out by Chen Hero did not honestly pass to Cassano's feet, but hit his own supporting leg, the shin bone of his left leg...

The football changed direction and flew straight forward, and... as luck would have it, it drilled through the gap between Muntari's legs!

Nutmeg!

Muntari never expected that the football would go through his legs like this!

Chen Hero was also stunned for a moment, but his reaction was faster than Muntari's. He quickly stretched out his long leg and took advantage of the situation. He rushed up!

As for Muntari, by the time he reacted and turned to chase, Chen Hero had already pushed the football far away...

"Oh—!" The commentator and the fans in the stands exclaimed. Many people didn't see what was going on at all, but they found that Chen Hero had dribbled past Muntari!

To say that Chen Hero had no dribbling skills at all would be nonsense. He had worked hard on these basic skills for so many years. What's more, he would have one-on-one duels with Maldini every day in the training games. Although he lost more than he won, he still accumulated some useful experience.

Chen Hero dribbled forward in big strides.

"Hero breaks through!!"

"But he is about to face Inter Milan's center-back Lucio..."

In fact, even if Chen Hero passed Muntari because of luck, it wasn't necessarily an opportunity for Chen Hero, because Inter Milan's defense was not chaotic.

Chen Hero didn't mean to pass the ball. He dribbled the ball straight towards Lucio.

In fact, Mourinho was hoping he would do this, because it would be too easy to defend. Before the game, he had emphasized to everyone that dribbling was definitely not Chen Hero's specialty, so in the game, they should pay attention to cutting off the connection between him and others, forcing him to control the ball himself.

Judging from past performances, Chen Hero had the kind of mistake that all young players easily make. That is... being too confident in his abilities, and being somewhat ignorant, thinking that he can become a savior by himself.

So if he had the chance, he would never pass the ball out.

This time, it was no exception.

Chen Hero was going to take on Lucio one-on-one!

However, in front of the experienced Lucio, his dribbling did not gain an advantage.

When he decided to change direction, he was seen through by Lucio. The captain of the Brazilian national team decisively stepped forward and poked the football away from Chen Hero's feet.

Chen Hero jumped over, but the football stayed behind.

Cheers rang out from the Inter Milan fans in the stands.

"Chen Hero wasted a great offensive opportunity for Napoli!"

"That's a pity! He didn't handle the ball correctly!"

"Facing Lucio, Chen Hero still seems too immature..."

The commentators all criticized Chen Hero's performance.

Mazzarri, who had been paying close attention to the sidelines, couldn't help but put his hands on his head, feeling sorry for the loss of this offensive opportunity.

Mourinho clenched his fists.

He liked to see the enemy's striker perform like this.

Chen Hero looked back and only saw Lucio dribbling forward.

Napoli's attack failed.

Of course, losers never have any rights, so his dribbling, which was actually a passing error, was also ridiculed.

"This may be the best nutmeg of the round, right? Hahaha!"

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Chen Hero's mistake led to a raid by Lucio. He rushed to the front in one breath and organized an attack. Fortunately, Inter Milan did not score, otherwise Chen Hero would be to blame.

But there was no shortage of ridicule about him.

So when Chen Hero controlled the ball and brought it forward again, the commentators ridiculed him: "I think Napoli should pay attention to their defense..."

"Is this another opportunity for Lucio!"

"What Chen Hero should do is pass the ball out, and then run forward to wait for his teammates' passes. He is Napoli's number nine, not Napoli's number ten!"

But Chen Hero didn't pass the ball. It wasn't that he had to be a lone hero, but that Inter Milan's offensive was too fierce. Most of his teammates were shrinking back to defend in the thirty-meter area. After he got the ball, he could get too little support. If he didn't dribble the ball forward himself, Inter Milan's defense would all come back, and Napoli would have to play a positional battle. This was not what Napoli wanted to see—if it turned into a positional battle, Napoli would have to pay very, very close attention to their back line. In that case, how many people would be willing to come up to attack?

Playing away from home, it was always right to be careful.

So in attack, Chen Hero seemed particularly isolated and helpless.

Facing Lucio again, the Inter Milan fans in the stands shouted.

"Tackle him! Tackle him!"

They pointed at Chen Hero on the pitch and shouted.

Tackle Chen Hero's ball and launch another counterattack!

Chen Hero sank his left shoulder, but Lucio did not pounce to his right, but instantly restrained his left side.

Sure enough, Chen Hero was just a feint. Seeing that he had not deceived Lucio, and at the same time the distance between the two was close enough, he simply stopped suddenly, turned around, and protected the ball.

Obviously, he was afraid that the football would be intercepted by Lucio again.

This time he was much more careful...

Although he failed to intercept the ball, it was still a successful defense to prevent the opponent's counterattack.

Just as Lucio was thinking this in his heart, he saw Chen Hero, who was facing away from him, turn around again!

At the same time, his feet hooked the football and completed this turning movement!

"Oh—!" The commentator exclaimed, almost not believing his eyes—what did they see?

Perhaps Lucio wasn't quite clear, because Chen Hero blocked his view. But bystanders could see clearly that Chen Hero used a Romario-style turn to get past him! He just turned around like that!

"Eh... a beautiful dribble!" Liu Jianhong also shouted. "Beautiful! He turned past!"

Chen Hero did turn around. But Lucio was worthy of being a battle-hardened center-back. How could he let his opponent go so easily?

He turned around and went to ground, without hesitation, and without dragging his feet!

After Chen Hero turned around, he planned to stretch out his foot to push the football out and then accelerate to get rid of Lucio, but he didn't kick the football, but kicked Lucio's foot, and lost his balance.

When Chen Hero fell to the ground, the referee's whistle also sounded.

"Lucio fouls! This is a tackle from behind! Yes, a tackle from behind!" The Napoli commentator suddenly became excited, because he realized what consequences this foul might bring...

Chen Hero fell face-first, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

But Mazzarri on the sidelines had already rushed to the fourth official: "This is a serious foul!!"

He was putting pressure on the referee. At the same time, the Napoli players on the pitch also ran towards the referee with open arms, and Cassano shouted in his mouth: "There's no one behind him!"

Mourinho clenched his fists and cursed, "What the hell..."

Everyone knew what this foul meant.

Sure enough, the referee ran over, and he was holding a... red card!