"Why are you doing this?" With a bitter face, Lapinli and Tang Wu hid in a place where the fans couldn't throw it.

"What did I do?" Tang Wu exaggerated, "Old man, don't think about repaying your debts!" ”

"Alas! You look at these excited fans behind you first, what are you doing to provoke them? This is Highbury, not Stamford Bridge! ”

“so？ So what? Tang Wu didn't have the slightest intention of restraint.

Looking at the fans who stood up and scolded him, Tang Wu snorted lightly, "Old man, we won't run into Arsenal this season!" ”

"And then?" Lajiri didn't understand for a while.

"Laughing first is not laughing, laughing last, laughing best!" Tang Wu showed two rows of white teeth.

"Alas! You're really, really—" Rakelli was a little short of words halfway through.

To be honest, if it's the end of the game, he might be the first to fly up!

Since taking charge of Chelsea, there has not been a win against Arsenal. Such a record is a collapse for an ordinary person, let alone a coach.

It's been four years, four whole years!

The tinkerer has been crushed by the professor all the time, like a primary school dropout and a doctoral student than a diploma!

Just as he was about to say something, Frank Lampard, who had just scored the goal, ran up.

"Toto, did you see that? We did it! We did it! Frank Lampard ran up and hugged Tang Wu.

"Of course I saw it, it was my ball after all!" Tang Wu took Lampard in his arms and spun around in the air. As soon as the two stopped, they were surrounded by teammates who came up from all around.

Rakelli looked at the group of Blues who were huddled together to celebrate, and reluctantly stepped out of the way. "Young people are energetic!"

Since the game started at 19:45 on the evening of April 6, it is now more than 4 o'clock in the morning of April 7.

Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun, who were broadcasting the CCTV phenomenon, both widened their eyes and felt sleepy.

This is in?

Frank Lampard was too accurate, right?

Chelsea's counter-attack was too fast, right?

'Let's look at the goal again. Huang Jianxiang still can't believe his eyes.

'We can see that the free-kick was taken by Thierry Henry.

'But Henry's direct shot hit Melchiott's head and the ball bounced straight into the air.

"Here! Toshiko, did you see that? Frank Lampard had already rushed past Thierry Henry by this time! ”

"Indeed!" Zhan Jun recalled carefully and said, "That means that this was planned in advance by Chelsea..."

Although Zhan Jun spoke, he was still a little unsure.

"Then Tang Wu attacked and picked up the high-altitude ball." Huang Jianxiang continued.

"Tang Wu attacked quickly, and was interfered with by Gilberto, but it was not a big problem."

"Look, it's this one, it's very accurate!" Huang Jianxiang sighed.

"It's really accurate!" "The ball went to Frank Lampard's right, and Toure was to Lampard's left, and unless he was far faster than Lampard, he had to squeeze Lampard out of the way to break the ball. ”

"Ashley Cole is on this side, but he is on the wing, a little too far from the ball and Lampard, and when Lampard touches the ball, he hasn't run to Lampard yet! I don't know if Tang Wu discovered this gap in the first place, or if he had already planned to pass the ball here. But no matter which one it is, Tang Wu's long pass footwork is definitely world-class! ”

After Zhan Jun explained, the screen switched to Frank Lampard.

'Look at this, Frank Lampard just stopped the ball and shot straight at goal, his intention was very clear, he wanted to catch Lehmann off guard with a long-range shot! Huang Jianxiang said seriously.

As the camera gave another shot of Tang Wu, I saw that Tang Wu in the shot had already raised his left hand high after sending the fast attack ball.

Huang Jianxiang had a flash of inspiration in his mind, "In other words, this ball is deliberate!" ”

"yes, this ball is deliberate!" Zhan Jun also saw the clue.

Tang Wu had predicted that Frank Lampard was going to shoot, so he didn't return to the line in time and raised his hand. Add to that the desperate rush of Frank Lampard against Thierry Henry's free-kick and all indications are that it was planned in advance! Huang Jianxiang said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhan Jun echoed three times in a row, "Looking at the tacit understanding between Tang Wu and Lampard, it is estimated that Chelsea has been practicing this kind of fast-attacking tactics for a while. Although Hasselbaink and Gudjohnsen were up front, they did not chase the ball in the first place, probably because they understood the tactical intentions of Tang Wu and Frank Lampard. There are also Parker and Bridge, who are also well blocked by the other Gunners' return routes. ”

'In other words, although it may seem like a simple goal, Chelsea are actually almost physically involved!'

Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun were so excited because of their "discovery" that they didn't even pay attention to the gestures of the little brother behind the camera.

"That's right! Don't look at the simplicity of this goal, in fact, the right time, place and people are indispensable. Although it was Tang Wu who made a long pass from the back, and then Lampard received the ball and shot... Eh??? ”

Speaking of this, Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun seemed to realize something. The two looked at each other, then looked at the screen in unison.

The score at the bottom of the screen has become 0-1, while Chelsea's goal box shows below: Goalscorer, Frank Lampard; Assist, Tang Wu.

Tang Wu's assist?

This goal was assisted by Tang Wu?

Both rubbed their eyes and looked at it again.

"Huang, Brother Huang, this goal is Tang Wu's assist!" Zhan Jun swallowed.

"That's right, this goal is Tang Wu's assist! FIFA counted the assist for this goal on Tang Wu! Huang Jianxiang was also excited.

"Oh my God!" The two sighed together, "This, this is the first assist of a Chinese player in the Champions League?" ”

"Tang Wu, Tang Wu has made history!" Huang Jianxiang hurriedly looked down at the time.

Although the audience in front of the TV could only hear Huang Jianxiang's voice, Huang Jianxiang still straightened his waist and straightened his collar. Seeing Huang Jianxiang like this, Zhan Jun also sat upright, putting on a serious expression on the side.

"On April 7, 2004, at 4:13 Beijing time, Chinese player Tang Wu assisted Frank Lampard to score a goal in the second leg of the 03-04 European Champions Cup, quarter-final match between Chelsea and Arsenal. He became the first Chinese player in the history of Chinese football to receive an assist in the main match of the Champions League, let us congratulate him! ”

"Congratulations to Tang Wu!" Zhan Jun also followed passionately, and then applauded.

The director behind the glass window saw the two of them like this, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. "Good fellows, these two finally noticed!"

If this is pointed out by the fans after the game, these two will probably have to be suspended tomorrow! When the time comes, there will be no 10,000-word review book, don't think about reinstatement!

"Xiao Zhang, turn on the headset for me!" The director commanded backstage.

Xiao Zhang on the side hurriedly pressed the button and connected to Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun's headsets.

"Xiao Huang, hurry up, read the letter from the fans! The backstage is almost blown up by fans, and there are so many fans watching the game so early! It's really a door! The director's order came from the headset of Huang Zhan and the others.

The excited two people in front of the stage were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at the prompt board held up by the staff.

"Ahem, let's see what the fans think of the goal at this exciting time."

"The fan with the tail number 8796 sent a congratulatory text message: 'The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, who has Tang Wu been afraid of? As soon as the horn sounded, the Blues central defender was bored! ’”

"Yo, this fan is quite talented, and he writes good limericks." Huang Jianxiang's face was full of smiles.

"Old wave netizens scattered messages and said: Congratulations to Tang Wu for getting his first assist in the Champions League, this assist is not Tang Wu's first assist, and I hope this is not Tang Wu's last assist!"

"That's right, this is not the first assist of Tang Wu's career, as early as last year's league game against Wolves, Tang Wu provided an assist to Crespo. Speaking of which, it was the Argentine's first goal in the Premier League. Huang Jianxiang is very familiar with Tang Wu's data, and immediately remembered Tang Wu's first assist in his Premier League career.

The two sang and read a few letters from fans in harmony, and even had a sense of unfinished.

In this era when there is no barrage, fans who stay up late to watch the game use their mobile phones or computers to send text messages of blessing to the CCTV backstage.

Then the backstage staff screened layer by layer and read the correct information of the three views to the fans.

The moment Tang Wu's assist appeared, the message in the background was immediately exploded. The staff was dizzying, and could only randomly pick out what they thought was appropriate from thousands of text messages and handed them to Huang Zhan and the two at the front desk.

And more than 80 percent of the remaining filtered text messages and messages are a number: "666666! ”

At first, the CCTV staff didn't know the meaning of this number, until a young man gave the correct way to interpret it: "The fans said that Tang Wu played too 6!" ”

That's right, even a lot of strikers and forwards can't do it, Tang Wu has done it as a goalkeeper, why doesn't he 6?