Blue Moon's gates were quickly breached, and although it was somewhat unexpected, it was also planned.

This season's Chelsea is too "luxurious", and after more than a dozen games, Lasli has completed the integration of this group of "skirmishers".

It's time for this "blue battleship" to show its muscles in front of the fans.

After the Dutchman scored his seventh goal of the season, the Blues went from strength to strength, quickly taking the initiative on the pitch.

After conceding the "I don't know when to lose" goal, Manchester City also let go of their arms and started a confrontation with the Blues.

In the 38th minute, Mutu volleyed with his left foot from 23 meters out on the right flank, and Seaman confiscated the ball.

Just a minute later, Tanat cut the ball from Melchiott and crossed from the left. Fowler scrambled to the top of the front post 8 yards from the goal, but Tang Wu reacted quickly and made a right palm pounce, and the ball hit the inside of the left post and bounced back into the field, which was cleared by Terry, who arrived in time.

In the 43rd minute, Sun Jihai successfully counter-robbed in the front. Cole takes Sun Jihai down near the touchline. Sun Jihai quickly took the ball from the right side, and the ball was cleared out of the penalty area by Tang Wu, who was highly focused.

Finally, in first-half stoppage time, the Blues pulled the lead back again.

Duff sent in a cross from the right wing, and Mutu, who followed up in the middle, shook off the defender's defense and swooped down to the top. The ball slammed into the Manchester City goal like a cannonball.

With that, the Blues went into the break with a two-goal advantage.

"We've got to get another goal!" In the half-time lounge, after explaining the techniques and tactics, Lajili loudly encouraged the players, "As long as we score one more goal against them, the opponent's morale will plummet, and the initiative will be firmly in our hands!" ”

Sure enough, at the start of the second half, Chelsea's attack was even more intense, and the fire kept burning inside and outside the opposition penalty area.

Seaman has almost become a "waiter at the McDonald's counter", busy trying to block Chelsea's long-range shots.

Just eight minutes later, Frank Lampard fired a powerful volley from 18 yards that hit the leg of a defender in front of goal and flew into the bottom right-hand corner.

3-0, the whole Stamford Bridge was once again a sea of joy.

"The gap is too big!" Huang Jianxiang shook his head, "Whether it is players or tactics, cooperation, Chelsea are more than a cut above Manchester City. ”

"Although Chelsea has been poured into three, these three goals have little to do with Sun Jihai."

The big screen just gave Sun Jihai a close-up, because he was running hard, Sun Sunyang's face was red, and the sweat on his sideburns couldn't be wiped off.

It can be seen that in the face of Chelsea's powerful attack, Sun Sun Sun has indeed tried his best to resist.

"Click", "Click"!

In the stands, Nangong Yue shrunk in a silver-gray down jacket, holding a camera in both hands and constantly taking pictures.

The camera was aimed at Tang Wu who was pacing back and forth at the top of the arc like a cannon, as if the moment he pressed the "trigger", Tang Wu could be captured by it.

"Nangong, why don't you shoot Chelsea's goal!"

"I've tried, but it doesn't work!" Nangong Yue gently pressed the shutter while focusing on the focus. "Didn't you see it before? It's a blur, you can't see anything clearly! It's better to take a few handsome photos of Tang Wu first, and ask him to sign a few more for me when the time comes! ”

"Nangong, shoot less, there's not much film! Don't forget you still have homework! ”

"Hehe, Tang Wu is my homework!" The corners of Nangong Yao's mouth crooked, "The theme this time is called the Blue Army Gate God, what do you think?" ”

"But you only took a photo of Brother Tang standing there, and you didn't have a photo of the rescue!"

"Ann, la, a!" Nangong Yue waved her hand, "If you save the moment, just buy a few photos from those reporters when the time comes!" Don't forget I'm just a rookie photographer! ”

"Okay!" Zhou Hao looked at Tang Wu in the backfield. The Chinese boy stood there, staring intently ahead.

The three-goal gap left City's players in despair, and with the Blues' relentless attack, it was rare for the Blues to make it past half-time.

In the 89th minute, Anelka was reluctant to swing his leg at the corner between the halfway line and the left touchline to hoist the ball towards the Blues.

But when Anelka hit the goal, Tang Wu had already discovered the opponent's intentions and had retreated into the penalty area.

Tang Wu retreated to the front of the goal while observing, and the ball flew right over his head, grazing the crossbar and flying out of the bottom line.

At such a distance, not everyone can hang the ball within the range of the goal frame.

It didn't take long for the game to end with two short and one long whistles from the referee.

Chelsea picked up an easy three points at home and owner Abou waved enthusiastically to the fans before leaving the pitch with his bodyguards.

Tang Wu did not leave the field immediately, but took off his gloves, stepped forward and shook Sun Jihai, and walked towards the stands of neutral fans shoulder to shoulder.

Raise your hand and bow!

The deep bows of the two infected many fans, and the shouts of "Tang Wu, Tang Wu" and "Sun Jihai, Sun Jihai" resounded in the stadium again.

"Brother Sun, stay at night, I'll treat you to a meal."

"It's not going to be today, we'll eat after you play the next game."

"What's going on? Why? Tang Wu said curiously.

"You, you, do you usually only train?" Sun Sun is 7 years older than Tang Wu, and he seems to regard Tang Wu as his younger brother, "I know who you will play with in the next game, but you don't know?" ”

"Hehe, I really don't pay much attention to that." Tang Wu scratched his head, "It's usually when the coach informs me of the start that I know who to play with in the next game." ”

"Then you can't do that now!" Sun Sun said solemnly, "You were a substitute before, so you can do this." But now you have to try to get started! If you don't even know who your opponent is in the next game, you will lose points from the coach! ”

"Okay Brother Sun, I'll pay attention!" Tang Wu immediately assured.

"Okay, then when you finish your next game, you and Tiezi will come to Manchester to find me, and we will get together for a while."

"Iron?" Tang Wu pondered for a moment and guessed who Sun Sun was talking about.

Needless to say, Chelsea's next game is a contest with Li Tie's Everton, and it seems that the "Chinese derby" of the Premier League is not over yet.

"Then when the next game is over, I will go to Manchester with Brother Li to find you."

"Well, when the time comes, you throw off your cheeks and drink, it's not easy for us three Northeast people to get together in this place!" Sun Jihai naturally grasped the "right to entertain" in his hands.

"Huh? Brother Sun, I can't drink! I'm a terrible drinker! Tang Wu hurriedly refused.

"No kidding!" Sun Jihai slapped Tang Wu on the back with Tang Wu's gloves, "What are all Northeast people pretending to be here?" How much to drink! ”

"Okay, don't let the two of you fill me up together!" Tang Wu took the jersey handed over by Sun Jihai and hung it on his shoulder.

"No, how could it be! Drink as much as you want! Sun Jihai winked at Tang Wu, but his face was full of anticipation.

Hey, that's not a guarantee at all, is it?

Tang Wu was helpless.

Sun Jihai and Li Tie are teammates in the national team, and there is a high possibility that they will get drunk together.

"Alright, I'll be back first! If you lose the ball, those reporters probably won't be able to spare the coach. ”

"Brother Sun, this is the only one! I haven't scored yet! Tang Wu joked.

"you! What goal do you score as a goalkeeper! Sun Jihai slapped Tang Wu on the back of the head.

"Click", Nangong Yao in the stands on the side took a good shot.

"Tang Wu! Tang Wu! Tang Wu! After filming, Nangong Yue hurriedly raised her head and shouted towards Tang Wu.

"Brother Tang! Here, Brother Tang! ”

Tang Wu's ears were sharp, and he immediately turned his head over.

Zhou Hao put his hands to his mouth and posed in the shape of a trumpet, and when he saw that he turned his head and smiled brightly, he was fascinated by the crescent moon.

Following Tang Wu's gaze, Sun Jihai saw two young and beautiful Chinese beauties, and couldn't help but quip: "You kid is not shallow!" Okay, Brother Sun won't bother you, go meet your fans! ”

"Hehe, then Brother Sun, I'll go first!" Tang Wu did not refuse, and trotted under the stands with his arms.

"Good! See? I kept a clean sheet again in this game! Tang Wu said proudly under the stands.

"Well, I see, Brother Tang! You..."

Without waiting for Zhou to finish speaking, Nangong Yue on the side shouted: "Tang Wu! Tang Wu, sign for me! ”

"This is my classmate, called Nangong Yue!" Zhou Hao looked at Tang Wu's puzzled gaze and explained. "Nangong, what are you doing? Hurry up and get the photo out! ”

Nangong Yue fiddled with the camera, but no matter what key she pressed, the photo could not be washed out.

After tossing a few times, Nangong Yue angrily stuffed the camera into Zhou Haohao's arms, took out a marker from his pocket and threw it at Tang Wu.

"What a broken camera, go back and smash it! Tang Wu, don't sign the photo! ”

"Uh... Where is that? Looking at the silver boots at Nangong Yue's feet, he jokingly said, "It won't be signed on your shoes!" ”

"Of course... Not really! Nangong Yue deliberately pulled a long tone.

Tang Wu and Zhou Haohao didn't react, and the short-haired girl squatted down. Unbuttoned his down jacket and pulled his small shirt to the side, revealing a snow-white flawless shoulder.

"Tang Wu, I like you so much! You're here to sign it! ”