No one doubts that the finale of the 14th round of the Premier League is a super-showdown between Chelsea and Manchester United, and this is not just a pinnacle duel between the upstarts and the established aristocrats. Everyone knows that this game could also decide the Premier League title this season.

Leaders Arsenal are just one point above Chelsea and two above Manchester United.

The gap is like a seemingly non-existent threshold, tempting the Red Devils and the Blues to cross it.

Therefore, for Chelsea and Manchester United, a draw is like a glass of boiled water without taste, and for those who are not hungry, it is really boring.

In this game, neither Largli nor Ferguson gave instructions for a draw.

Both sides know that until the last minute of the game, no one wants to be the loser!

At noon on the last day of November, almost all of London's fans spontaneously walked out of their homes and gathered towards Stamford Bridge.

Outside Stamford Bridge, it has long been surrounded by a sea of blue.

The cheers of the fans, the cries of street vendors, the whistles of cars, and the sound of fireworks filled the entire Blue Bridge.

The fans stopped at the gate of Stamford Bridge, and after a while, there was a noise in the distance. Like thousands of troops, the earth trembled.

Soon, the first hints of red appeared on the street corner.

One, two, three...

Countless "blood water" poured into this ocean, and in an instant, a monstrous wave was stirred.

The crowd was not only Red Devils fans, but also Arsenal fans in the city of London.

This group of people is more like "sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight", and they are naturally clothed in red.

After the fans opened the way, the bus belonging to Manchester United slowly came.

Behind the bus, a group of fans holding up the red flag of Manchester United were also painted red, shouting slogans to cheer for the visiting team.

Some of these people are shirtless, and they have their favorite team members' numbers painted on their bellies; Not to be outdone, the woman wrote the word "WINER" all over her bikini BAR.

As the bus stopped, the first Reds appeared at the door.

"Fanny, Fanny, Fanny!" The fans shouted.

"Giggs, Giggs, Giggs!"

"Fran, Fran, Fran!"

"Keane, Keane, Keane!"

Every face can be cheered by the fans, and at this moment, there is a feeling that the home field has turned red.

"Mr. Wang, Manchester United players have an anti-guest posture!"

"Don't worry, this is where it goes!" Wang Ping said proudly, "Xiao Meng, stand inside!" Don't go out of line! ”

"Oh!" The children who had just asked the question squeezed into the team, and together with the other friends, they stared at the Manchester United players who walked in front of them.

"Is this the Premier League?"

"Look, it's Fanny!"

"Wow! And Giggs! Real people! ”

"I'm going to play in the big five leagues in the future!"

"That's right, I'm going to be a star too!"

The group of fluent Chinese speakers are all about 13-15 years old, and they are outstanding teenagers in the "Gold Medal Road" held by the domestic educational television station, among which Meng Ye, who won the first place, also won a free three-month training trip to Atletico Madrid.

After queuing for more than an hour, Wang Ping finally took the children to check the tickets. With the children, I walked into Stamford Bridge with anticipation.

At this time, the Chelsea players were already warming up on the pitch, even if they were fighting on their own doorstep, and against a super giant like Manchester United, Latney and his players had to fight 120 points of spirit.

"Ahh Tang Wu, I saw Tang Wu! ”

"Where?"

"I saw it too, and look, he's right at the door!"

"Tang Wu is my idol, and I will be a goalkeeper in the future!"

"You? Haha you can't even play as a winger, be a goalkeeper? Forget it! ”

"yes, yes, you don't look at how tall you are!"

Wang Ping looked at the teenagers chattering on the side with envy, if it wasn't for the appearance of being a teacher in front of the children, Wang Ping might be more excited than these children.

After a while, the home team's stands were almost full.

In order to put pressure on the visiting team, the fans spontaneously beat the drums.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Hah!"

The sound of uniform clapping is incessant and exhilarating. These little fans from China couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts, their little faces were flushed, and they slapped their little hands vigorously with the rhythm.

As the owner of Chelsea, Abou naturally appeared in the stands as well. Rugby World Champions Woodwall and D'Arlagleo also came to Stamford Bridge to cheer on the game.

When politicians, celebrities, businessmen and tycoons from all over the world were seated, the live broadcast began to play the Chelsea team anthem.

In the tunnel of players, players from both sides stand in a row, waiting to play.

Tang Wu was dressed in a black robe, standing behind Terry, looking ahead.

Suddenly, out of the instinct of the goalkeeper, Tang Wu felt like a needle in his back, as if a pair of eyes were peeking at him.

Turning his head suddenly, in the Red Devil queue, the red-robed young general with No. 7 on his back was looking at Tang Wu without blinking.

Seeing Tang Wu turn around, Xiao Xiaoluo didn't take his eyes away. Instead, he looked at Tang Wu's eyes resolutely, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In an instant, Tang Wu seemed to see a spear that had just come out of its sheath, an invincible spear!

Tang Wu was naturally not to be outdone, and looked at the other party.

After a few seconds, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Tang Wu took the lead in walking out of the team and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Xiaoluo.

"Hello, Cristiano."

"Hello, Yuya." Xiao Xiaoluo's right hand and Tang Wu clasped it together, "Thank you Tangwu, thanks to you, I can only start this game." ”

"Then you have to do your best!" Tang Wu said in a tone that faced his juniors.

"Of course, I hope you don't release water either!" Xiao Xiaoluo's eyes flashed, and his confident gaze became even stronger.

It was the first time two young people had met, and the scene was harmonious and polite.

Years later, Ronaldo said in an interview: "Many people can tell from each other's eyes whether they are friend or foe when they meet for the first time. Obviously, from that moment on, I knew that he would be my opponent for life! ”

"Hey, Don, it's time to enter, come back quickly!" Mutu shouted in the ranks.

Xiao Xiao Luo took the lead in letting go of his hand and made a "please" gesture. Tang Wu nodded, turned around and returned to the group.

"Don, what are you talking nonsense with him? Let's just kick him in the game! Mutu whispered, "Do you want me to help you say something nice in front of him after the goal?" ”

"Heh, let's wait until you can score!" Tang Wu said disdainfully, "Don't forget that the opponent is Manchester United, the Premier League champion last season!" ”

"What about the Premier League champions?" Mutu pouted, "Can Premier League champions look down on their opponents wantonly?" ”

"No!" Tang Wu shook his head and said, "You know that those words to the media are not from my original intention!" ”

In the war of words with Xiao Xiaoluo, except for the first time out of youth and vigor, Tang Wu replied slightly, and every sentence after that was said at the behest of the club.

"So you think he's just like you, and that the things he said about you were taught by someone else?"

"That's right!" Tang Wu nodded, "I felt that Cristiano is not the kind of person who casually belittles others without any contact!" Obviously, we are all being robbed by the club! ”

"No, Don, you're wrong!" Mutu's head shook like a rattle, "You're so kind! You can't do this! ”

"What do you mean?"

"Don! You have to remember! Mutu's expression suddenly became serious, "Even if it wasn't his intention to say these words at the beginning, when he finds out that your strength is really weak, those words will become his truest opinion of you!" ”

"So, Don, show all your strength! Let these rich people in the countryside see how strong Chelsea's youngest shield really is! ”

Just as Mutu was holding Tang Wu's shoulder drums with both hands to give the latter a "lesson", the sound of the Stamford Bridge radio suddenly raised a pitch.

“... The following appearance is, Tang ~~~~ Wu from the Far East! ”