In the 18th century, there was a tributary of the River Thames called "Stamford Creek".

There are two bridges over the creek: Sanford Bridge and Stan Bridge.

Stamford Bridge was founded in 1876 and for the first few decades, football was nowhere to be seen.

In 1904, there was a pair of rich second generations: the Mills brothers.

They worked hard to lose money, but they couldn't lose the huge inheritance left by their father.

Spending money is a complicated science.

The brothers travelled around Europe and discovered that football was a popular sport.

If you invest in a football stadium in London and rent it out, the return rate must be good, right?

So, they bought Stamford Bridge, and a large area of land around it.

The brothers hired a legendary master builder: Archibald Leach.

As a result, Stamford Bridge was expanded into a bowl-shaped open-air football pitch with a capacity of 100,000 spectators.

The idea was simple: fool Fulham FC into renting out the stadium and watch them develop into a top team.

"Farmers, do you want Fulham to have a top-of-the-line luxury home stadium? Stamford Bridge, worthy of your identity! ”

Fulham's reply was succinct: "No. ”

The Mills brothers panicked and they then contacted Tottenham and Arsenal and were almost unbeaten.

White banknotes, and they want to turn into splashes?

Can't rent it out.

Can't sell.

What to do?

The Great Western Railway jumped out: "Sell us Stamford Bridge, build a factory!" ”

Disheartened, Mills decided to stop his losses and leave.

Another partner, Parker, hurriedly persuaded the brothers not to give up.

While chatting, Parker was bitten by a dog, but he was unmoved, still trying to persuade the two brothers.

The Mills brothers were greatly moved.

It was decided immediately: the stadium is ready-made, so let's start a club ourselves!

Thereupon.

Chelsea was born.

A century-old blue song, playing a chapter.

The Bayer Leverkusen FC bus slowly pulls into Stamford Bridge.

Under the guidance of the staff, Old Man Tip and Dino came to the scene of the press conference.

Reporters enthusiastically asked:

'Mr Topp, do you have confidence in Chelsea? Have the team's defensive problems been solved? ”

"What do you think of the sympathy shown by the major European media for Leverkusen?"

Old man Toph looked light-hearted: "Chelsea are a big blue giant, they have an away goal advantage in North Rhine, and Bayer Leverkusen are ready to fight to the death!" ”

"Fourteen years ago, we stumbled all the way to knock out Manchester United and Liverpool and reach the Champions League final.

"The script is similar, isn't it?"

Journalists applauded and turned the question to the Chelsea boss.

'Mr Hiddink, will Chelsea choose the most conservative counter-attacking tactics when they play Bayer Leverkusen at home?'

"The difference in strength between the two teams on paper is too big."

"During Mourinho's tenure, against the weak team, the whole army will press on and launch a fierce attack!"

Hiddink frowned.

There are no positive answers to the questions.

He said slowly: "Chelsea's goal is to win the Champions League!" ”

Player tunnel.

The atmosphere is solemn.

The battle of life and death is imminent, and there is no communication between the players on both sides.

Fans outside the stadium sang "Blue Is The Colour" in unison.

The upbeat tune sounds like a children's rhyme.

Li Kang chewed on the orange-flavored sparkling gum, and the little caddy raised his head and grimaced at him.

The queue moved.

The referee team led the players from both sides out of the aisle.

The passionate Champions League theme song suddenly sounded.

The staff are scattered in the green field, waving blue flags!

In the stands, a huge Chelsea flag was dropped!

“Keep the Blue Flag Flying High！！！”

“Keep the Blue Flag Flying High！！！”

“Keep the Blue Flag Flying High！！！”

Occasionally, there is a phrase: "We hate tottenham, CHELSEA!" ”

Li Kang looked at it.

It's a sea of blue.

This is the Blue Bridge that has witnessed the rise and fall of Chelsea over the past century, and has carried countless honors and disgraces.

At this time, it was like a blue wild beast, completely devouring his insignificance.

[Ding, Treasure Chest Quest Trigger: Smash the Blue Bridge!] 】

[Mission Summary: The haughty Hiddink can't tolerate your brazenness in front of the Blues' penalty area, and you are facing the wrath of the Dutch manager instead of Mourinho!] Everything would be easy, wouldn't it? 】

[Mission Reward: Premier League Legend: Mystery Chest!] 】

VIP box.

Abu crossed his legs and stared at Bayer Leverkusen No.10 on the pitch.

The admiration in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Next season, I'm going to see him in the blue jersey!"

“CTV5！ CTV5! ”

"Welcome to the second leg of the 2015/16 Champions League quarters."

'Chelsea at home to Bayer Leverkusen!'

"This matchup will be broadcast live by media from 26 countries and regions around the world!"

"It's worth mentioning that both teams' mascots are lions!"

"Their names are: Stanford and Brian!"

"I'm the commentator of this game, Duan Xuan!"

"I'm He Wei!"

Bender and John Terry came up to the referee and started flipping a coin to guess the edge.

Fans in front of the TV only then noticed that there were two more familiar and unfamiliar names in Chelsea's starting line-up.

Old man Toph stood in the command area with a solemn expression.

Dino was full of confidence.

For this life-and-death battle, Bayer Leverkusen FC has made the best preparations.

Hiddink sat in the coach's seat, crossed Erlang's legs, his eyes full of determination.

"Here's an introduction to the starting lineups for both sides!"

'Chelsea have a 4-4-2 formation!'

"Goalkeeper: Courtois!"

'Left wing-back: Cesar Azpilicueta!'

'Centre-backs: Cahill, John Terry!'

"Right wing-back: Branislav Ivanovic!"

"Two midfielders: Mikel, Cesc Fabregas!"

'Central midfielders: Eden Hazard, Willian!'

"Forwards: Pato, Remy!"

Live room.

Barrage flies.

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[Hiddink isn't out of order, did you notice this front?] Two powerful fast horses with speed and impact! If Bayer Leverkusen wants to advance, they can only press it up and play! Minute by Pato and Remy's counterattack! 】

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[Pato? Didn't this sunken European golden boy return to the Brazilian League? 】

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[He is only 27 years old this year, and he has not been shot in his career! ] 】

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[I think Pato is the template of the male protagonist of the movie, the Milan teenager is radiant, shining in Europe, the Champions League reversed Real Madrid with two goals, defeated Barcelona, how could Li Mingdeng be as popular as he was when he was 17 years old? ] 】

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[Football is a team sport, don't you look at who Pato's teammates were back then? Li Mingdeng carried Bayer Leverkusen to Stamford Bridge on his own. 】

"Bayer Leverkusen wore the white shirt for the second away game today!"

"They put out a 4-3-3 formation."

"Goalkeeper:"

Accompanied by a whistle from the referee.

The competition is officially on!

At Stamford Bridge, cheers abounded.

Remy kicks off and crosses Pato.

Bayer Leverkusen unleashed a frantic high press.

Pato quickly passed the ball back to the feet of Cesc Fabregas.

As soon as the latter stopped the ball, he saw a tall figure attacking quickly.

Havertz!

He replaced Kiessling in the starting list of the pharmaceutical company.

"The robbery is fierce!"

"I can't tell it's a 17-year-old at all!"

"Hey! It's dangerous! ”

Cesc Fabregas is not sure what Havertz is all about.

The moment when I was about to smash the ball and shake off the opponent.

Syllable!

Kai Havertz swept the ball with his left foot!

A genius with a strong rhythm change, he doesn't eat physical hardware at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends.

Fabregas looked confused: Why is this kid's legs so long?

Football rolls to the Chelsea backfield.

He quickly turned and jammed Havertz's forward position.

Mikelce reacted in time and passed the ball back to Courtois.

The Chelsea goalkeeper didn't stall.

Kick off with a big foot and find Willian in front of him with precision.

Willian seems to have been influenced by the battle in Seville.

He stopped the ball on his chest and squeezed Bran Fat away.

Kick up and send out the diagonal plug!

The line of football, cleverly cutting the midfield interception line of Bayer Leverkusen!

"Dangerous!"

"Bayer Leverkusen pressed too deep!"

"Pato!"

"The ball is divided!"

Near the middle circle.

Pato takes the ball with his left foot.

Jonatan Ta tries to jam his opponent's position.

Kramer was decisive in the defense.

Smack.

The soccer ball swept past you!

Pato lunged forward, bypassing the men's defenses.

Pull out your legs and run!

The ball is divided!

"Wonderful!"

"Bayer Leverkusen have a very open backline!"

"Pato!"

"Chasing the wind and electricity, sweeping like thunder!"

"Is he going to replicate the feat of blitzing Barcelona in 24 seconds?"

Stamford Bridge pitch was boiling all the time.

The cheers of the landslide and tsunami.

It's like an elegy from hell to Old Man Topp's ears!

Dino trembled.

Hiddink clenched his fists and made a celebratory gesture.

The Dutchman knows very well that his employment decision is not wrong, and Leverkusen's backline is about to collapse!

Remy's speed is also very fast!

His explosiveness is phenomenal.

Soon he and Pato formed a horn trend!

Kill in the Leverkusen penalty area!

Virgil van Dijk dragged at the back of the formation.

As he retreated, he jammed Pato's passing contact with Remy.

And raised his hand to direct Leno not to attack.

"One defense two? Can it be prevented? ”

"Oops! How Pato slowed down! ”

Van Dijk soon noticed that something was wrong.

Pato's rhythm of touching the ball and his running line gradually became chaotic as he ran long distances.

The most interesting part: the loss of confidence in the eyes.

Right.

The Dutch centre-backs like to look into the eyes of the opposition when defending.

Can't stop Diego Costa and Hazard.

Can't prevent you from being a golden boy who wastes his talent?

Syllable!

Van Dijk seized the moment and stepped with his right foot to make an easy tackle!

Pato stumbled and fell to the ground!

The cheers of the Chelsea fans came to an abrupt end!

Pitchside.

Dino shook his fist heavily and roared, "Chief, you are too wise! Don't let Lee get involved in the defense too much! ”

Old man Toph said to himself excitedly: "Fuck, pass the ball quickly, find Lee!" ”

The tone is very soft, and the voice is low, as if he is afraid to disturb the touch of the players on the field.

The other side.

Hiddink squeezed the mineral water bottle hard, rushed to the sidelines, and roared angrily: "Defend yourself! ”

Van Dijk played the ball to Jonatan Tower on the way back.

The German little black egg, although the defense is very vegetable, but the passing ability is a must!

Most players will have regular hair removal.

Some people don't like it.

Bang!

With a crunch sound.

Vigorous big black legs with coarse and hard hair. Pump hard at the bottom of the ball.

Grass clippings flying!

No one will question the passing power of a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of 200 pounds!

The sky above Stamford Bridge outlines a rough and hideous arc!

The intensity is intense.

The line is erratic.

The drop point is rough.

The ball slanted towards the Chelsea backfield.

Thirty-meter area.

Cahill rushed towards the drop point.

His judgment of the landing point is very accurate.

The moment close to football.

I swept a white figure in the afterglow!

White No. 10!

Li Kang!

"Cahill has the advantage of height!"

"Bayer Leverkusen's attack from the back is a bit casual!"

"Wow!"

With God's perspective.

Even if Little Black Egg's passing line is erratic, Li Kang can find the landing point as soon as possible.

The mind moves.

The shadow in the brain spreads wildly!

in view.

The phantom of orange No. 14 and red and white No. 10 is revealed.

Cruyff.

Bergkamp.

The sky is ringing!

The moment Cahill jumped, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

He witnessed one of the most memorable scenes of his career!

Stamford Bridge, Yaque is silent.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the white-clothed No. 10 floating in the air!

It was an incredible take-off and jumping height.

Like an immortal bird soaring in the sky.

Syllable!

The football dot was on Li Kang's forehead.

As if given life, he mischievously swept over Terry's slightly bare head and fell into the thrust of the tall figure!

"Single Knife!"

"Li Kang's action of stopping the ball with his forehead turned into a great opportunity to score!"

"Under the sound of the sky, there is never a steel line!"

"Havertz!"

The moment Li Kang landed, he slammed into the Chelsea penalty area.

In the first leg, he got a taste of Chelsea's third defence.

Terry didn't have time to turn around.

Branislav Ivanovic and Cesar Azpilicueta will close in the box and complete the fill-in!

Pitchside.

Old man Toph gripped Dino by the collar tightly.

Trembling all over.

As long as the goal is scored.

Bayer Leverkusen will regain the initiative to advance!

The other side.

Hiddink is broken!

Monster!

A monster derived from the all-attack and all-defense system!

Courtois was calm.

He didn't strike, sealing the right near corner.

The link between Havertz's stop and his step was perfect.

Interspersed with deceptive actions.

But you can't fool the new generation of door gods!

Chelsea's door is as steady as gold.

The moment Havertz got up and shot.

Ivanovich slapped the horse and killed!

Bang!

There was a fierce hand-to-hand fight from the close-up sound device.

The moment Havertz fell to the ground.

Long legs are picked.

The ball rolls lightly to the left side of the penalty area.

Courtois quickly adjusted his position.

Cesar Azpilicueta strode to try to clear the ball.

Vaguely.

He heard an exclamation erupt from the nearby stands.

As far as the eye can see.

A white-clothed figure swept in.

"Sun is Li Kang!"

"He's going to shoot"

The evening breeze on the banks of the Thames, blowing the hem of the white clothes.

The black-haired boy on the green field, the god descended to earth.

Leaning of the body.

Swing arm.

Kicker.

Pull out the best!

This moment.

It was as if the whole Stamford Bridge was trembling gently.

Bang!

A thunderous roar resounded through the sky.

Shredded the Blues' steel fortress.

This night.

Someone trampled on the Blue Bridge.

It's 11 o'clock right away, how can you miss the World Cup final!

(End of chapter)