When Chen Hero headed the football into Inter Milan's goal, many Inter Milan fans hadn't processed it yet. They thought it was just another ordinary Liverpool attack.

But then they collectively froze.

Liverpool had taken the lead so easily!

It was simply unbelievable!

Just like that, with an ordinary attack, Liverpool had taken the lead?

Their luck was too good, right?

Yes, it must be dogshit luck! Otherwise, there was no explaining it!

These Inter Milan fans couldn't accept the reality that Liverpool's strength was actually higher than Inter Milan's from the depths of their hearts, so they desperately looked for reasons for themselves.

But even if Liverpool really had dogshit luck, they were still in the lead.

Their fans could ignore this, but the Inter Milan team themselves had to face this, otherwise, they would lose this game.

The first person to value and face this reality was Inter Milan's coach, Stramaccioni.

Seeing the goal conceded, he jumped up from the coach's seat. Then, turning around, he sat back down. As a modern famous coach, he had to have basic qualities. He quickly calmed down.

The goal was already lost, and no matter how angry he was, or how much he cursed, it was useless.

As a coach, what he should be considering now was how to equalize the score.

They definitely had to attack after falling behind, but what about after attacking?

The most ideal result would be if we could equalize the score in the shortest possible time.

But what if we couldn't?

Stramaccioni came from the era of the "Red Terror." Compared to many young coaches in their thirties and early forties now, he had a deep impression of Liverpool at that time.

He thought of the reason why Liverpool had launched a fierce attack at the start of the game, and he also thought about what they would do once Liverpool succeeded in attacking.

Then he shuddered.

For the first time, he felt fear towards this Liverpool team.

Because some things about this Liverpool team reminded him of the past.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lead Inter Milan to a championship in the Champions League because there was only one color in European football at that time—red, the red of Liverpool.

That Liverpool team had left a deep impression on him.

Once they took the lead, it was a nightmare for any team…

He didn't expect that eight years after Martin O'Neill left Liverpool, this scene would reappear before his eyes.

This stirred up very bad memories for him.

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Stramaccioni had a deep impression of the Liverpool of the past, but the Inter Milan players obviously lacked such awareness. Although some players started entering professional football at a time when Liverpool was dominating half the sky. But they were still young at that time. Now they were in their prime, or already old. Time was enough for them to forget what they had seen at that time.

Ten, eight years ago, many of them had forgotten what that Liverpool team was like.

Perhaps they still remembered, but they wouldn't think of it immediately. Instead, it was buried deep in their hearts.

After falling behind, their first reaction was… to attack!

Use fierce attacks to level Liverpool!

In Italy, this Inter Milan team was not considered a particularly good attacking team. They were more balanced.

But at this time, the experienced Inter Milan players felt that they could completely suppress Liverpool in attack.

This actually had nothing to do with experience. It was entirely due to the Inter Milan players' sense of superiority.

This sense of superiority was actually very ridiculous.

A team that had only won the Champions League twice in twenty years would actually look down on a team that had won the Champions League nine times in twenty years.

But the fact was that when facing Liverpool, this Inter Milan team felt that this Liverpool team had never won the Champions League, and they hadn't won it for long, so when facing this Liverpool team, they had that natural sense of superiority.

It was this sense of superiority that made them furious after Liverpool scored, and they wanted to equalize the score as soon as possible and show Liverpool a thing or two.

Their reaction was so fast that before coach Stramaccioni could make any adjustments, they had already poured out like an angry swarm of bees.

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Liverpool loved opponents like this the most. You tease them a little, and they get excited like they're having an orgasm.

Teams like this often didn't know their own position. They always felt that their strength was outstanding and that they could quickly bring the score back to the same starting line.

But this blind confidence in their own strength was most likely to lead to serious consequences.

Now was a living example.

Inter Milan took advantage of the kickoff to launch a fierce attack on Liverpool's goal, and they once suppressed Liverpool so much that they couldn't lift their heads.

The Inter Milan fans in the stands sang loudly to encourage the players.

In the singing, Inter Milan attacked even more vigorously.

Their eyes radiated狂热 fanaticism.

Liverpool's goal was like a slowly opening-legged beauty in their eyes, tempting them so much that their blood rushed to their heads, and they lost their reason and calmness. All they could see was the Peach Blossom Spring between those legs. Men would ignore everything at this time, venting their desires first, even if they knew it was a trap of tenderness.

Their state of狂热 fanaticism didn't last long.

Liverpool gave them a head-on blow.

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After Liverpool took the lead, the atmosphere at Stanley Park Stadium was狂热 fanatic.

The commentators also praised Liverpool and Chen Hero's performance.

But they all had this thought in their minds: "It's really not easy for forty-year-old Chen Hero to be able to do this! This start is already a dream for Liverpool!"

They thought that many people must think so, and if they said it, it would resonate with everyone.

But reality was far from it.

Soon after Liverpool took a one-goal lead, in the twentieth minute, Liverpool scored another goal!

The scorer was still…

"Hero—Hero! Hero! Hero! Hero Hero Hero Hero!!! Oh my god, it's unbelievable!" After the commentator roared Chen Hero's name like a machine gun, he held his head in his hands.

This was not a performance, not faked, nor exaggerated. This was the commentator's true feelings and subconscious actions.

Not only him, but everyone was like this, even those neutral fans in front of the TV.

No one expected that Chen Hero was still so猛生 vigorous!

He scored twice within four minutes!

This time it wasn't a goal抢点 in front of the goal, but a direct free kick, which was also his best way to score. The football flew high, over the wall, and then suddenly fell after reaching its highest point, bypassing the goalkeeper's fingertips and falling into the goal behind him.

"It's Hero again! It's Hero again! I feel like I'm back in the old days, when our commentators' job was to不停 continuously call out Chen Hero's name in every game, because he was the protagonist, the undisputed one! We haven't mentioned his name for nine months. So he's reminding us in this way—bear is out, people pay attention!"

"This is Hero's first Champions League game after his禁赛 suspension comeback, although it's only been twenty minutes, but I want to say… this is really a great comeback! Too outstanding! Too amazing! An old guy who's forty years old only took four minutes to make him the protagonist. Anyone, no matter how优秀 outstanding he is, can only be a supporting role in front of Hero!"

"It's already difficult to score twice in four minutes, but to think that the person who completed this is already forty years old, almost forty-one years old, makes it even more incredible. How many people can maintain this state at the age of forty? You have to know that this is the Champions League round of sixteen! It's the highest level event in world football today!"

Many commentators stood up from their seats, looking shocked, raising their hands and putting them down again, putting them down and waving them again, originally intending to hold their heads, but constantly waving them in front of their chests, not knowing where to put them.

And the person who brought them a huge shock was very calm on the field. He just raised his hands, his expression not excited, as if scoring twice in four minutes was a simple matter for him, and there was no need to be too excited.

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The stands roared like a tsunami, all shouting Chen Hero's name.

The "minority" that once had quite some influence in the Liverpool fan base had completely disappeared. Perhaps those die-hard fans would still stick to their views on Chen Hero and Liverpool, but nowadays, no one was interested in their set.

So there was no longer a foothold for them in the stands of Stanley Park Stadium. They were unwelcome figures wherever they went.

Now, watching Chen Hero's god-like performance, those fans who had broken away from the "minority" were even more fortunate that they had decisively broken with the "minority" at the beginning, otherwise, where would they have the face to make such cheers now?

In the thunderous cheers and applause, Liverpool's other players frantically pounced on Chen Hero, surrounding Chen Hero, and his figure could no longer be seen from the outside.

Chen Hero was very calm, but his teammates couldn't be calm.

Leading the strong Inter Milan in the first twenty minutes, maybe even the Liverpool players themselves didn't expect the start to be so smooth!

Liverpool club's official commentator Harry Levy said emotionally as he watched this scene: "Did you see that? There's a reason why this person can be the greatest player in the club's history, voted by Liverpool fans! When you place your hopes on him, he won't let you down. When you don't have hope, he'll let you see hope! This is his ability, a more amazing ability than scoring goals! That's why he's called 'hero', and others aren't!"