A soccer ball is like a cannonball.

Whirring.

Whirling.

With a fierce and fierce momentum.

Rubbing his white and gold gloves, he domineeringly lifted the net that was close at hand.

Courtois, who fell to the ground, couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Hiddink's face turned pale.

The soccer ball sticks to the net and spins violently.

The door frame trembled.

0:1！！！

Stamford Bridge, after a few seconds of silence, was amazed.

Tens of thousands of Chelsea fans were dumbfounded, as if they had seen the figure of the old man.

"Beautiful!"

"It's in!"

"Shocking close-range heavy artillery bombardment!"

"The 17-year-old Havertz picked up a pass in the penalty area to assist, and the 18-year-old Li Kang grabbed the point to score! The magical combination of the two youngsters helped Bayer Leverkusen take the lead! ”

'It's a very Chelsea goal!'

"It's hard to imagine that he could have taken Stamford Bridge so easily!"

"Chelsea's steel defence, the Blues' goalkeeper Thibaut Courtois, facing the heavy artillery of the North Rhine genius, there is nothing to do!"

"Can Li Kang lead the team to replicate the promotion miracle of more than ten years ago?"

Live room.

Barrage dominates the screen.

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[What are you playing?] Chelsea falling behind? 】

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[Bayer Leverkusen won't really make it to the semi-finals, will they?] 】

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[The offensive process seems to be simple and direct, but it accurately hits the soft underbelly of Chelsea's backline, and Li Kang is seizing the opportunity of the two fullbacks to adduct the big penalty area! ] 】

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[After the header ferry, he shot forward, and in one go, Li Mingdeng, who fell to the T1 level, is still terrifying! ] 】

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[The replay given by the director is a bit long, starting from Pato's single knife, Li Mingdeng rushed to the Chelsea penalty area, as if he knew that the other party was very vegetable. 】

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[Don't say nonsense, it must be Mr. Topp who mastered the use of Li Kang and didn't let him participate in the backcourt to release his offensive ability. 】

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[The Chelsea backline doesn't know enough about the 17-year-old Havertz, this kind of rhythmic demon has a great sense of the ball, and he can send a pick pass at the moment of falling to the ground. 】

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[Leverkusen's lead by one goal is unstable, the game has just begun, Chelsea's strength, and it can be equalized in minutes. 】

Pitchside.

Dino excitedly threw the mineral water bottle on the ground and stepped on it a few times: "Boss, as long as we keep the score, we can advance to the Champions League semi-finals!" ”

The old man Topp, who was about to celebrate, suddenly stopped, and after a little thought, said: "Don't make tactical adjustments yet, we may not be able to hold on, we don't know enough about the way Remy and Pato play in the Chelsea system." ”

Born through the Lyon academy, Remy scored goals during his spells at Nice and Marseille and was once one of Ligue 1's most high-profile rising stars.

Not to mention Pato, who knows if the European golden boy will be able to return to the top of his career at Chelsea.

Humans tend to have a fear of the unknown.

In the eyes of the Bayer Leverkusen manager, Chelsea's forward line in the second leg was no less threatening than Diego Costa.

The other side.

Hiddink quickly calmed down, took out a small notebook and pen, and took small notes seriously.

After all, it is a generation of famous marshals.

You won't lose your temper at home because of the shock.

"Calm down, what's the panic? The race has just begun! ”

"Bayer Leverkusen's backline, can't withstand our onslaught!"

Li Kang raised his right fist towards the small cluster of away fans.

“Lee！！！”

“Leverkusen allez！！！”

Bayer Leverkusen doesn't have the hundreds of thousands of fans that Eintracht Frankfurt does.

The cost of watching the game at Stamford Bridge is too high, and the Champions League day falls on Wednesday and there are not many North Rhine fans travelling with the team.

Gradually.

A group of neutral visitors wearing Chelsea shirts also began chanting Li Kang's name.

Havertz trotted all the way and high-fived him and hugged him.

Teammates gathered around.

The bitterness that had accumulated in everyone's hearts gradually disappeared with this goal.

Next.

They're going to fend off the roar of the blue beast at Stamford Bridge!

VIP box.

Abu's expression was complicated.

The heart is full of grief and anger.

'Look, how good the player I fancy is, Lee is fantastic, don't you think his style of play suits Chelsea? The likes of Frank Lampard and Ballack like to fire like that! ”

"Damn it, Pato, this soft-footed shrimp, is he wasting his energy in a London nightclub?"

"Such a good one-on-one chance, my daughter can also kick in!"

'Guus Hiddink was too underweight and we had the advantage of scoring away from home, so we should have been more conservative.

The staff looked as usual.

They have long been accustomed to the guidance of the big boss.

The lap was reopened.

Remy was annoyed.

Leaving Chelsea to play the main team.

I can't walk and I can't go.

During the winter window, there was obviously a Chinese Super League club that wanted to recruit him, and he was willing to pay sky-high transfer fees and huge annual salaries.

Mourinho said before the lesson: "Remy's role is not just about scoring goals."

Chelsea immediately suspended talks with the Chinese Super League giants.

Shook off the explosive little dreadlocks.

Remy kicks off with a backfoot and passes back to Cesc Fabregas.

Accompanied by the hustle and bustle of the stands on all sides.

Bayer Leverkusen's midfielders unleashed a frenzied press.

At the front end is Kai Havertz.

He struck the heart of Chelsea's midfield.

"Bayer Leverkusen's pressing is fierce!"

'Five players rushed past the Chelsea half, did they not want to defend? Now it's a one-goal lead! ”

"Oh! Keep an eye out for their movements, forming a dense web of cross-pressing! ”

'Chelsea are passive!'

Cesc Fabregas is familiar with Havertz's characteristics.

At the moment when the other party is close.

Gently pull the ball behind you with your left foot.

Turn and distance Havertz from the ball.

The upper body is dangling to the right.

Kai Havertz made a decisive move, but he stabbed it in the air.

Cesc Fabregas swerved from the left and deflected away from the Leverkusen demons.

"Wonderful!"

"Beat the rhythm with the rhythm!"

'He's always been the heart of Chelsea's midfield!'

"This action is a bit deliberate and slowing the rhythm, and it should be out quickly!"

Li Kang guessed Fabregas's intentions.

He immediately rushed in the direction of Hazard.

Fabregas's escape was not a deliberate showmanship, but a deliberate "pause".

He's waiting.

Wait for the forward pressure from the Bayer Leverkusen backline.

Wait for the Chelsea forward line to find space to sprint.

Brandt and Son Heung-min both played into the advancing Chelsea midfield.

The two formed a trap and could cut off the ball at the sight of it.

Cesc Fabregas was calm.

He grasped Li Kang's movements.

There was no slowdown.

He is one of La Masia's No. 4 cultivators.

His vision and consciousness were terrifying.

The real purpose is not to wait for Hazard to find space to sprint.

It's about shredding Leverkusen's web of cross-pressurization.

The next scene.

It made tens of thousands of Chelsea fans boil.

Cesc Fabregas on the run.

Lean back slightly.

The soccer ball left his right foot.

Rise from the ground.

Like a firework that rises and pierces the night sky.

The elegant arc resembles a rainbow after the rain at Stamford Bridge.

"Wonderful!"

"How many players in the Premier League can deliver such beautiful and precise long balls on the run?"

"Farke. Farley Connection! ”

"Remy!"

Cesc Fabregas's long pass.

Easily shredded the Leverkusen defence.

Bender and Kramer quickly retreated.

But no matter how fast you run, you can't get the ball as fast.

They could only watch as the football swept across the half-court.

Fell in front of Chelsea's exploding head.

Remy's burst speed is fast.

How to say that he used to be a talented goalscorer who scored double goals every year.

Bayer Leverkusen's defence?

Not enough for him to rush!

Jonatan Tower in front of you?

It's so clumsy!

Remy gave him a nudge.

The ball went through the crotch of the Bayer Leverkusen centre-back!

The whole person burst out with extremely terrifying speed, bypassing the defense and killing the half of Bayer Leverkusen!

Meanwhile.

Chelsea's midfielders seem to have been beaten with a few pounds of chicken blood.

They keep a neat spacing.

Crazy Dash!

It was like a storm, washing away Leverkusen's delicate backline.

"It's too fast!"

"Bayer Leverkusen paid the price for their recklessness!"

'It's good that there are two full-backs and Virgil van Dijk at the back!'

"Will they be able to withstand the angry blue beast?"

Pitchside.

Old man Toph struggled to calm himself.

Dino took notes hysterically, trying to deconstruct the characteristics of Remy and Pato in Chelsea's attacking system.

Especially that Remy.

Could it be Mourinho's secret weapon for Chelsea?

The other side.

Hiddink's breath was short, and his face flushed.

Wonderful.

It's just wonderful.

Even without Mourinho's attacking system, we can beat this fragile Bayer Leverkusen team!

VIP box.

Abu couldn't help but stand up and make a celebratory gesture.

"I was too far-sighted, I strongly asked to buy Remy, but Mourinho wouldn't let me!"

"Look! Does he look like Drogba? ”

Li Kang didn't run around.

Still following Hazard in the sprint.

He knew he had been deceived by Cesc Fabregas in the transition phase.

La Masia's No. 4 has been cultivated over the years.

It's hard to tell the difference between winners and losers in the big picture.

But.

Eden Hazard is definitely the most terrifying link in Chelsea's attacking system.

Van Dijk didn't panic at all.

During this time, he worked hard to study the footage of Chelsea's matches.

Plus the valuable experience of playing for Southampton and being blown away by the Blues.

How could he mess with himself?

Be calm.

As he retreated, he directed Hilbert and Borges to retreat.

It's still to give up space on the wings of the wings.

Adduction mid lane.

"A combination of power and speed."

'We can see in Remy the shadows of some of Chelsea's great strikers of the past!'

"After Mourinho's tutelage, he has a strong impact!"

'Van Dijk only has two helpers and it's hard to resist Chelsea's attack!'

Bayer Leverkusen at the back, the wind is loud.

Chelsea's attacking players swept in like a flood that threatened to flood the opposition doors.

Pato, Willian, Mikel and Ivanovic are getting faster and faster, and they are opening up the width of the attack.

Remy has a lot to choose from!

The ways Chelsea have scored are endless!

In front of the Big Forbidden Zone.

Remy encounters Borges.

There are no bells and whistles.

Strong little dreadlocks squeeze the Samba fullbacks out of the way!

"Pato is in a good position, I'm raising my hand to ask for the ball!"

"Willian also has a chance to shoot from distance!"

"Mikel pinned down Hilbert!"

"Does Remy want to come by herself?"

How could Remy want to come by herself?

Although the brain is stupid, it is not alone.

I just don't trust these teammates.

He subconsciously imagined that he would stuff the ball into the penalty area as he did in a training match and let a super teammate deliver the fatal blow.

Hazard!

Eden Hazard is my golden partner!

At his speed, he must have caught up a long time ago.

Wrong!

What about my Hazard?

Remy glanced at it: Hazard was still sticking to Bayer Leverkusen 10 in the 30-meter area!

There is no time to hesitate.

The Bayer Leverkusen players are coming back to defend quickly!

I can't shoot on my own!

The damned Dutch centre-back was too cunning and blocked his own shot angle!

Electrifying moments.

Remy completes the mental game.

Grit your teeth.

Knocked the ball across to Pato, who was inserted into the small penalty area!

"It's been a wonderful story!"

"Empty door!"

"Pato!"

Leno focused.

Critical moments.

Even if your cheeks are a little itchy, you don't dare to reach out and scratch them!

Leverkusen's life and death are now in his hands!

Bend your knees slightly, and use your feet to exert force at all times.

Let the horses come!

Chelsea's finishing blow!

Old man Toph covered his forehead tremblingly.

Dino's pen and paper fell to the ground.

Hiddink's eyes were frenetic.

Thinking that limiting Hazard can limit Chelsea's attack!

Europe's Golden Boy!

Pato!

It's the Terminator under my command!

Pato gently picks the ball.

Turn around at the same time.

The thighs were swung to an extremely exaggerated height.

Volley.

The European golden boy is ready to use this way of shooting to announce his return to the European arena!

In a trance.

Cheers at Stamford Bridge.

let him regain his youth.

In the spotlight.

The golden boy of San Siro is back at the top!

Bang!

With a crunch sound.

Football roared towards Bayer Leverkusen's door.

Straight lines.

It contains the unwillingness of the ebb and flow of the tide.

Contains a short-lived regret.

Soccer heavy ground. Shot into Leno's arms.

Stamford Bridge, Yaque is silent.

So a dashing volley that ended up shooting into the goalkeeper's arms?

That's stupid!

Pato, who was about to raise his hands in celebration, had a distorted expression, his palms drooping, and he hugged his head.

Remy flicked his arm angrily, looked displeased, and muttered, "What the hell is the kick, even Sterling can kick this ball in!" ”

Hazard glanced up at Li Kang beside him, patted his buttocks, and sighed helplessly.

Fabregas stomped his foot in anger: I didn't lie to Li Kang, I lied to myself.

In front of the goal.

Van Dijk and the others patted Leno on the back of the head excitedly.

"Leno, your remedy is fantastic!"

"I'm just standing still and not moving!"

CTV5 live broadcast room.

Duan Xuan and He Wei were speechless for a while.

Especially He Wei.

He has long been holding back the lines of "After a thousand sails, he is still a teenager when he returns", what a beauty, what a soul, what a twilight movement. What dreams and greatness!

I don't need it at all!

Phew!

Keep it for the little plum later!

Pitchside.

Old Man Toph and Dino were relieved and applauded excitedly.

'Boss, I've got a grasp of the characteristics of the opponent's two substitute strikers in Chelsea's attacking system!'

"As long as they compress their sprint space in advance, they won't pose any threat to the backline!"

"Stamford Bridge, will fall tonight!"

(End of chapter)