
[Football] Milan Team Reverse Strategy
[足球]米兰全队反向攻略中
by A Sip of Champagne (一口香槟)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeWestern Fanfiction
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Beloved by All
- Episodic
- Mind Reading
- Otome
- Soccer
- Sweet Story
Synopsis
Otome heartthrob, falling in love with Lao Mao, and saving Milan by the way, the male protagonist must write the copy, and nominations for male protagonists in other units are welcome! --- I, Alessia, am an FM data architect from 2026 and a senior Roseneri, who traveled to 2003 and am currently a data intern at the Milan Lab. During my first week on the job, I found that the job was not what I expected. Mr. Maldini always looked at me and hesitated to speak. Mr. Inzaghi gives me a rose every day. Mr. Nesta shared his beloved pork head pasta with me. A new Brazilian who had just arrived in Milan got lost three times with me and exchanged phone numbers by the way. ... We Lao Mao are so approachable, this must not be some "Love and Milan" otome game, haha. What I didn't know was that on the day I joined the company, all the old men appeared in front of me—— [Core object: Alessia] [Current favorability: 10] [As your favorability increases, you can unlock thought fragments] [It is prohibited to reveal the existence of the system to core objects] Staring at the three words "favorability", the superstars started a completely off-track competition. Me: ... Declined. Then things got weirder and weirder, they would suddenly enter my dreams. There is no Milan or football in the dream, and we don't remember each other in reality. (Martini) In Sicily, I am a female college student who is full of law and justice, and he is the godfather of Mafia that everyone fears. I said this was illegal detention. He sat at the end of the long table and listened. He slowly took off his black gloves and said, "Go on, I like to hear you tell me about the law." (Inzaghi) Santorini, I was the investigator chasing him, a master art forger who had defrauded half of Europe. I blocked him in the hotel and searched him, and he raised his hands in cooperation. It wasn't until my hands reached into the inside of his suit that he lowered his head and smiled: "Officer, is this also the procedure for handling a case?" (Nesta Chapter) In ancient Rome, I was a priestess who could foresee death, and he was a legionary hero known as the God of War. The blood on his forehead flowed all the way into his collar, but he refused to let others touch him. He took my hand and put it on the hidden buckle of his breastplate: "Didn't you say I will die? Then come and save me." (Shevchenko) During the Cold War, I was a CIA agent and he was a KGB agent. We were ordered to pretend to be husband and wife to perform tasks together. In order to deceive the surveillance outside the door, he pushed me against the hotel door and kissed me; the next second, we both touched the gun hidden behind each other's waist. (Kaka Chapter) During the Renaissance, I was the daughter of the Borgia family who had already lost three husbands. For the fourth time, the family sent me the portrait of the candidate. I didn't look. This time, I wanted to pick my own. Then I saw a twenty-year-old young priest in the Vatican. I knelt in the confessional and confessed to him: Father, I want a holy, young, devout priest to be my fourth husband - and then through the wooden grid, I told him those fantasies I shouldn't have one by one. There was silence on the other side for a while. "Madam, may the Lord forgive you." Every dream is different. The only thing the same is—— [Dream end condition: She admits to falling in love with you. The next day. Me: "Good morning, Captain." Maldini, who just heard me say "I love you" in another world: "..." Me: "?" Later they discovered that what was left after waking up from the dream was not just memories. Rings, prophecies, engagement contracts, code books, rosary beads... The things brought back from dreams can actually change reality. Now that we already know where the genius will be injured, how the hero will leave, and on which day the best era will end - then why do we still let it happen as it is? Don't let injuries drain your talent, and don't let leaving become a regret. Don't wait for the heroes to grow old before you think of bringing them back to San Siro. As for why those men in Milanello are becoming more and more afraid of me being in a daze... I don't know. I'm just a little girl who loves to dream. Purpose: Love and trust can rewrite regrets and rebuild the future.