July 11th.

European Cup final.

The Eiffel Tower Fan Plaza, crowded with people.

A giant LED display towers at the base of the tower.

Numerous tourists and neutral fans gathered.

Colorful flags fluttering.

The whole world is looking forward to the feast to come.

Located in the small town of Saint-Denis at the back of Paris, the Stade de France is full of stars.

The guard of honour on the green field is ready to go.

Xavi held the Delaunay Cup and placed it on the seat at the exit of the players' tunnel.

Sixteen-year-old Karina Neuville plays the accordion and the melodious music wafts over France.

Renowned musician David Kutta stepped onto the giant DJ booth that was temporarily erected on the center ring line.

Underneath the rich and magnificent music.

The dancers on the green field spelled out the French word for "thanks": MERCI!

Followed by.

19-year-old Swedish female singer - Sarah. Larsson, dressed in white.

The theme song of this year's European Cup, "Fight for You", resounded in the sky.

The only thing that spoils the beauty is the moths in the sky.

On the side of the pitch, the legendary referee Corina, who came to watch the game, was also crawling with bugs on his suit.

Neutral stands.

Worrall couldn't help but sigh: "This scene reminds me of when I was young."

Old man Toph said excitedly: "This ticket is worth it!" ”

Dino hurriedly echoed: "Boss, if we are willing to go to the Spanish stands, it is free, Li has a lot of seats for relatives and friends, which team do you like to win this game?" ”

"I'm optimistic about Lee!"

"Cristiano Ronaldo has a knee injury, so maybe he won't be able to keep playing."

"What's going on? Why are there so many moths here? It's like some kind of witchcraft has summoned them! ”

"Oh! It's the migration season for moths, and it's the spotlight that draws them in! ”

Teacher Belenta lifted the frame of her glasses: "How do I feel like I'm missing someone?" ”

Close-up grandstand.

The assistant is beating with the Spanish wife's group!

Player tunnel.

The players on both sides were not in the mood for a thrilling musical extravaganza.

Ramos and Pepe hugged each other.

Diego Costa looked at the two with bad intentions.

You must know that when he played for Atletico Madrid, he was able to make Real Madrid's two super central defenders receive yellow cards in a row in just one half.

Pique sensed that the camera was on him and immediately pointed his finger towards his eyes.

Saul was a little nervous, after all, he was not familiar enough with most of the players in Portugal.

It has nothing to do with strength, humans will always have a fear of the unknown.

Iniesta patted the Atletico youngster on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be nervous, it's like playing in the league." ”

The little caddies were squeezed into a corner by the crowd of people coming and going.

The queues on both sides were quickly arranged.

Ronaldo and Li Kang stood parallel and close together.

His face was grim, and he looked ahead without squinting.

The two did not greet each other.

Each carries the expectations of countless people.

The waiting time for admission was long, and I was reminded of the draw ceremony last season.

Ronaldo's expression was slightly soothing, and he subconsciously patted the other party's shoulder.

Li Kang smiled.

The camera pans around.

Ronaldo immediately withdrew his hand and resumed his cold expression.

Until the referee team went to the front row.

The players on both sides were separated.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

[National Team Main Quest Reminder: Conquer Europa!] 】

[Mission Description: You have finally come here, and the road has been difficult. It's too simple, let the world witness you lift that Delaunay Cup! 】

【Reward: ??? 】

“CTV5！ CTV5！ Good evening, audience friends! ”

"Spectators tune in to Euro 2016 final!"

"Spain vs. Portugal!"

"A showdown that has attracted the attention of the whole world!"

"Tonight, no one is destined to sleep!"

"Whichever team wins the championship will make history!"

"Who is the king of the Iberian Peninsula? Let's wait and see! ”

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

"I'm He Wei!"

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

The Stade de France erupted in a tsunami-like cheer, instantly drowning out the rousing European Cup theme song.

Li Kang rubbed shoulders with the silver Delaunay cup, and involuntarily slowed down.

For a moment, he seemed to understand what it meant for professional footballers to go forward and keep fighting.

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

"Spain are in a 4-2-3-1 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: David De Gea!"

"Defenders: Carvajal, Ramos, Pique, Juanfran!"

"Double back: Li Kang, Saul!"

"Central midfielders: Cazorla, Iniesta, David Silva!"

"Striker: Diego Costa!"

Live room.

The number of viewers reached the highest peak of this European Championship.

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[How did Spain send Pique? The strength of this product is a cow, but it is possible to be distracted in any game. 】

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[Rest assured, he won't be distracted by Ronaldo.] 】

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[Nonsense, he was the one who was beaten by Phnom Penh Luo the most times. 】

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[San Jose is an old wounded! No way, the most stable of the remaining substitute defenders is Pique. 】

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[Li Mingdeng is awesome, if he wins the Delaunay Cup as a midfielder at the age of 18, he will definitely go down in history! ] 】

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[I hope Xiao Lizi won't experience the pain of the Champions League semi-finals like the club this time, I don't want to experience that feeling again.] 】

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[Rest assured, there is a big difference in the strength of the two teams. 】

"The Portuguese side is in a 4-1-3-2 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Patricio!"

"Defenders: Cedric, Pepe, Fonte, Guerrero!"

"Single midfielder: William Carvalho!"

"Central midfielders: Renato Sanchez, Adrien Silva, Joao Mario!"

"Forwards: Nani, Cristiano Ronaldo!"

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[Why are there so many little black eggs in Portugal? 】

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[Dare to play a single back? Aren't you afraid of being blown up? 】

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[Except for Ronaldo and Nani, I don't know any other players, how can they play with the luxurious Armada? ] 】

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[Don't underestimate Portugal, this is a team based on the Portuguese Super League giant-Sporting Lisbon, the offensive and defensive ends are very stable, isn't the club playing the national team just abusive? 】

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[Understood, this game is Sporting Lisbon VS Atletico Madrid, Real Madrid, Barcelona, Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester City! ] 】

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[Football is round, don't be too happy, as long as Ronaldo is there, it won't be so easy to lose!] 】

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[In two years, when the new generation of Portugal grows up, Spain will not be an opponent. 】

Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The European Championship final has officially begun.

Nani kicks off and passes back to William Carvalho.

He is no longer as brave as he once was.

When he was young, he was known as the successor of Cristiano Ronaldo, the dark king of Manchester United, and as the main winger, he once scored zero goals and zero assists in one season.

"Oops! William Carvalho made a mistake, the ball didn't stop! ”

"Fortunately, Pepe got the ball under control in time."

Before Diego Costa rushes up.

Pepe then distributed the ball to Cedric on the wing.

The Chelsea striker didn't immediately retreat, instead smiling at the monk.

Every time two people meet, a story is always born.

Elbow blows, kicks, blowing noses

They are so familiar with each other that even a smile can decipher the meaning of mockery.

Pepe suppressed his anger.

No fouls, no cards.

This is the final stage!

I'm fighting for the honor of Portugal!

Cedric drove the ball some distance and passed it to Sanchez.

It's not Arsenal's Sanchez, it's Benfica's Sanchez.

Little Black Egg has dirty pigtails and is only 19 years old.

Before Li Kang was born, he was Europe's most watched supernova and a candidate for the Golden Boy Award.

Pitchside.

Mignano exclaimed: "Look at that kid's stopping, it's so spiritual!" It's fast too! deserves to be called Ronaldo's successor. ”

Bosque nodded appreciatively: "Well, his only flaw may be physical confrontation. ”

There is no tension at all.

On the Spanish bench, Morata and Isco, Koke and others are all young and famous super talents, and the limelight in the past is far better than the pigtails on the field.

The other side.

The old handsome Santos stood in the command area and waved his hands excitedly.

Portugal's tactics are simple.

The advance of the wing is mainly done by Sanchez!

"Portugal has sounded the horn of attack!"

"The process of advancing on the side was smooth!"

"Spain's pressing is not strong enough, we can't let Sanchez pass!"

"Danger!"

"A super talent from Benfica, not only broke the record for the youngest appearance held by Cristiano Ronaldo! He also won the best MVP in consecutive games against Croatia and Poland! ”

"The future is bright. Ah! The ball is lost! ”

At the Stade de France, cheers returned.

Sanchez was forced out of bounds by a figure.

The ball stuck to the feet of Spain's No.6.

The audience was amazed: this is the Portuguese genius? Why is it so much weaker than Kimmich and Mbappe?

Li Kang didn't think much about it.

God's perspective has long grasped the movements of his teammates in the front court!

Syllable!

The soccer ball creates a graceful arc in mid-air.

"This big foot long pass is a bit casual, and no matter how dazzling a genius is, he will inevitably be a little nervous when he participates in the final for the first time!"

Everyone was stunned by the parabola on the green field.

It's deadly.

It's like cutting a cake, and it's easy to tear apart Portugal's midfield defence!

"It's too wide!"

"Like a cruise missile!"

"Strategically important long passes!"

"The Portuguese frontcourt players don't have time to defend!"

"Diego Costa in the front court with precision!"

"Li Ke is connected!"

In the stands.

Worrall led the applause.

Dino was surprised: "Boss, it's easy to lose the ball with a long pass like Lee."

Old man Toph hurriedly interrupted: "Do you think the Spanish national team is Bayer Leverkusen?" ”

"Let me be the head coach of this Spanish team and win the championship!"

The Chelsea striker is battling Carvalho!

A little black egg from Sporting Lisbon.

Confrontation without any suspense.

There is no need to make any small movements.

Carvalho was carried by Diego Costa!

"Nice chest stop!"

"No fouls!"

"I did it for David Silva who came forward!"

"It's a very effective fulcrum, Diego Costa is playing like a traditional center forward in this game!"

"Oh, Font thinks too much, how can he lose his position!"

David Silva wasn't fast.

When the ball is stopped,

Adrian and Joao Mario were caught at the same time.

It's still counter-crushing.

Don't say it's a "slow version of Messi".

If you let Messi of the Barcelona youth team come over, you can also fight your way out!

"No problem."

"Nice pluck!"

"A magician in a small space!"

I saw Manchester City's midfielder flickering and moving, not only getting rid of the opponent's bag, but also attracting Guerreiro and Fonte!

in the crowd.

It's like a chill lit up!

David Silva didn't break through the siege, his pass broke through the siege!

Juan Fran, who stepped forward, suddenly killed!

Burst after catching the ball!

There is a vacuum in front of you!

The old coach Santos was glazed: David Silva, who had a mediocre performance in the first few games, couldn't be stopped by four people!

The audience was stunned.

Spain beats Portugal, is the difference in strength so big?

Li Kang hasn't participated in the frontcourt attack yet?

The combination of Chelsea strikers, Manchester City midfielders and Atletico Madrid full-backs penetrated Portugal's backline?

Just kidding, right?

It's the final of the European Championship!

Outside the large penalty area.

Pepe's super defense can only be shown on the premise that his teammates do not lose their position.

How to fill such a big hole left?

It's very uncomfortable.

And Cazorla and Iniesta opened up the width of the attack!

There was no way, he killed the Atletico full-back fiercely!

Juanfran is not a rookie, his characteristics are rare.

As an excellent product of Real Madrid's youth training, the ball rate is very fast.

Even long passes with more difficult ones can be delivered in a very short time!

Halfway through the kill, Pepe suddenly stopped and watched the football pass overhead!

"Wonderful!"

"Diego Costa!"

"Directly in front of goalkeeper Patricio! That's the super goalkeeper who makes Bale sigh! ”

"Beautiful!"

"It's in!"

Bang!

Diego Costa volleys!

The football spun violently and roared into the door of the Portuguese team!

1:0！！！

All of a sudden.

This fact is unacceptable to all Portugal fans.

How long has it been?

We have a group of main players of the Portuguese Super League giants, Sporting Lisbon, how can it be so easy to be scored!

The Spanish No.6 hasn't been involved in the attack yet.

(End of chapter)