“3-2！”

Duan Yixuan jumped up with a "poof", and the straight earphone cable directly knocked over the coffee on the table, and the "crackling" sound in the live broadcast room was loud. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, he didn't realize it, and only cared about venting the emotions he had just brewed: "The last minute of injury time!" Qin Gude rewrote the score again! ”

"That's what superstars do!" Zhang Lu praised repeatedly, "Before the end of the first half, who returned to the locker room for the team to overtake the score and take the lead?" It's Qin Good! When the score was equalized again, everyone thought that the game would go into 30 minutes of extra time, who would stand up alone to kill the suspense and end the battle? Or Qin Goode! ”

Di Matteo had already fallen to his knees in the coaching area, clutching his head in pain, unwilling to look up at the desperate expressions of his players.

Klopp rushed directly into the arena, and he didn't care that Qin Goode was still interacting with the fans to celebrate, and directly pressed the Chinese kid under him!

"I love you! My God! Dort opened his mouth and gnawed affectionately on the face of the core of the team......

Of course, this scene was completely recorded by the camera, and Qin's mother, who stayed up late to watch the game in China, suddenly felt that this head coach was too improper, and staying in the same team with him for a long time would bring her good son to the detriment......

Qin Goode was almost disfigured by Klopp's stubble at Manchester United, and he just wanted to push the German uncle away on his body, but Barrios and Lewandowski, who combined with nearly 180 kilograms, pounced on him one after another.

"Help......

When Grosskreutz, Bend, Hummels, and Weidenfeller all pressed up, Qin Goodall didn't even have the strength to shout......

"I really want to buy him."

In Liverpool, England, there was a Northern Irishman younger than Jurgen Klopp who watched the live broadcast and shook his head.

He is on the verge of becoming the head of an established powerhouse, but the club has left him with very little authority.

Such a super player does not even have the courage to propose to the club.

Damn Boss Henry!

I only know that I hold my own American football team, but I don't care about Liverpool, just as a toy that can make the boss lady happy!

In the media box at the Allianz Arena, Arsene Wenger, who was a guest TV commentator, couldn't help but pinch his pockets.

The basic skills are extraordinarily solid, both offensive and defensive, young but able to turn the tide, and repeatedly become a key man......

Such a player...... If he wasn't impressed, it was absolutely impossible.

But what will the club that is still paying off its debts take to buy him?

Will Wilshere and Ramsey be sold to raise money for him?

How is this possible!

You know, Arsenal buys a record...... It was 15 million pounds that bought Russian Tsar Arshavin three years ago!

In Paris, Carlo Ancelotti, who has only been in charge of Saint-Germain for half a season, officially opened his first summer transfer spell at the French club.

He called the club's manager in charge of player transfers: "If Saint-Germain wants to go further in Europe, I want to buy this Chinese kid. ”

"Chinese kid?" A hesitant voice came from the phone, and then admonished the head coach in a very serious tone, "Mr. Coach, if Mr. Chairman knows that you and I actually want to buy a Chinese, he will definitely fire both of us directly!" ”

Ancelotti stared blankly at the mobile phone that had been hung up, and did not react for a long time.

Why?

Why don't Qatari bosses like to buy Chinese?

In Madrid, Jose Mourinho, fresh from his La Liga title, shook his head as he watched the TV.

Admittedly, this little guy is amazing, but ...... One mountain can't tolerate two tigers.

What's more, Real Madrid is a team that has more than two tigers.

Barcelona, who are all four empty, are not even paying attention to this Champions League final.

They have just sent off Dream Three leader Pep Guardiola, and the biggest headache for new Vilanova is at left-back.

As for a midfielder who can shoot?

Come on, when did Barcelona lack attacking power?!

In Milan, in London, in Manchester, in Turin......

How many people are following this game?

And who will issue a report to Dortmund?

And who will end up with the "not for sale" of the Yellow and Black Army?

These are not the main concerns of Qin Gude now.

In the midst of three long whistles in Proenza, they finally crushed the most feared foe of the season!

Whether it's Jurgen Klopp or Chindourd, or any player or fan, they have to admit that Chelsea are a much tougher team than Bayern Munich and Barcelona!

They don't want to fight this blue armored car again!

"CCTV, CCTV!" Duan Yixuan suddenly shouted out the name of his work unit, "Audience friends, what you are about to watch is the 2011-12 UEFA Champions League championship award ceremony!" ”

"The ...... who won the championship It's Dortmund from Germany! ”

The Dortmund players returned to the dressing room, but they were greeted with a champagne bath.

Gregfin, the facility manager, and his partners squirted Grosskreutz, the first to open the door, into a soup chicken with smiles on their faces.

Then they handed a bottle of champagne that had not yet been opened to Grand Cross: "It's you, Kevin!" ”

Grosskreutz didn't have time to wipe his face, so he pulled out the cap with his hand, and the golden wine wave that sprayed out directly washed the cap on Royce's face!

"it!" Dort's face was almost swollen by the impactful lid, and in a fit of rage, he snatched another bottle of champagne and sprayed it with Grand Cross......

Klopp laughed heartily at the frolic of his disciples, but was poured cold from behind by Bvacs and Kravitz, and even his favorite gold-rimmed glasses were washed to the ground by beer and trampled by Subotic, who had no time to regain his feet......

"Nevin!" Klopp at least saw the culprit's face before he became blind, "If you don't pay for my glasses, don't think about starting next season!" ”

The Serbian central defender hurriedly poured a bottle of wine on the head of the manager: "Head, I'm Mats Hummels!" Nevin is still recuperating from his injuries! ”

"Even if Lao Tzu closes his eyes, he can smell your coquettish perfume!" Klopp wiped the champagne off his face and punched Subotic.

As Mr. Key, Qin Goode was not only soaked, but also stripped naked by the team's physiotherapist.

"Hey! Toben, are you going to wash my ass?! He had to protest in vulgar language.

Toben Foster smiled and touched his thigh, so that the already sleek Chinese teenager couldn't help but chrysanthemum: "I just want to know, why can you still run so fast in the last few minutes?!" You can also kick your opponent's head! ”

Before Qin Goode could answer, Kyle pounced directly on him: "If I have a sister, I must let her marry you!" ”

The overexcited old captain Dort kissed and gnawed at the Chinese for a long time before he exclaimed: "Damn, why did you take off your pants?!" I'm not going to do that! ”

"You're going to ask Toben!" Qin Gude angrily pointed at the physiotherapist.

Foster took a step back: "I took off your clothes, but...... I didn't expect you to react to Sebastian's kiss......"

He pointed between Qin Goode's legs, where things were clearly showing signs of raising their heads.

"That's the result of you touching Lao Tzu just now!" The furious Qin Gude directly picked up the wine barrel and vented at the physiotherapist who reversed black and white.

"All right, boys, and old lads," Bwach, the oldest assistant teacher, interrupted the, "wash off your hops, the championship trophy is waiting for us outside!" ”

Klopp waved his hand haughtily: "Let that Platini guy wait!" ”

The manager's words sparked the emotions of the players again, and they reopened the champagne and sprayed the entire dressing room with a golden liquid.

Kyle led his teammates to roar.

"We are champions!"

The changing room at the Allianz Arena shook the ground.

"We are the kings of Europe!" (To be continued.) )