The score is 2:2.

The aggregate score, 7:5!

After 2:0, Ronaldo was no less excited than the moment when he won the Champions League for the first time.

At this time, he just wanted to go home.

Xiao Wen passed by him.

Cristiano Ronaldo struggled to stand still, not just this year, he has been waiting for years.

Dreams, shattered again.

He didn't look at Xiao Wen's back in the distance, he just covered his chest, wanting to scold, but he couldn't make a sound.

On the way to celebrate, Xiao Wen saw Rashford and slapped it directly.

Rooney rushed out of the penalty area, and he squinted his eyes and rushed in front of Xiao Wen.

In Rooney's eyes, Real Madrid and Barcelona are two extremely difficult hurdles that can hardly be climbed... But here in Xiao Wen, it looks like a small wooden door that looks very weak. He lowered his head and greedily took a few breaths of the air of the Bernabeu, which smelled extremely sweet at this time, and then hugged Xiao Wen and kissed him fiercely on the cheek.

It doesn't mean anything else, just now Xiao asked the corner kick and scored directly, it was his assist!

Him, Rooney!

The blood is still not cold, and the fist can still kick the nursing home!

Wrong...

Real Madrid is not a nursing home!

The wings fly together, and the strongest midfield combination, and the two full-backs can also compete for the world's first defenders!

Defeated by Manchester United!

Finally...

Finally this day has come!

Rooney didn't even know how he had gone from the whistle to the visiting stands to celebrate.

It wasn't until he saw Alex Ferguson in the away dressing room that he woke up like a dream.

Xiao Wen touched his ankle, which was a little swollen.

So many teams have been taken out in the Premier League, so many games have been won, a few games have drawn games that look like they are going to lose...

Today... Ferguson, he finally saw all of him, all of his ... Climb to the top of the mountain again.

Ferguson looked at the jubilant Manchester United players and staff, and then caught a glimpse of the sweaty, solemn young captain.

At this time, the youngest captain in the history of Manchester United sat calmly in the chair in front of his locker, his eyes slightly vacant, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ferguson walked over slowly, looked at Xiao Wen, slowly sat down beside him, and suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

Xiao Wen glanced sideways at Ferguson, raised his right hand as well, and gently patted his right thigh.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

Ferguson also knew that even if he didn't play overtime, Xiao Wen was already tired to the limit.

In this game, more than 90 minutes, Xiao Wen ran 14 kilometers directly!

This is a very terrible statistic, and what is even more terrifying is that at the last moment of the game, Xiao Wen can still make those two terrible moves.

He suddenly felt a little sorry for Cristiano Ronaldo, and he overcame many obstacles, and Ronaldo did not hesitate to fight his way out. All the efforts in recent years seem to be about to bear fruit, but at this moment, it is blocked by a little guy who looks very thin and brittle, and it seems that he is taking the last step.

In this world, even Messi is not in his eyes. And the Xiao Wen who jumped out of the stone in front of him was clouded with a layer of haze on his career.

The continuous violations, although there were no extremely bad fouls, still left clear marks on Xiao Wen's smooth skin.

Xiao Wen and Ferguson looked at each other calmly, this was the first time they really experienced a life-and-death battle in the absolute sense of the word after Manchester United, relying on... I want to tell each other something.

But he couldn't say anything, Xiao asked was too tired, Ferguson was too excited, and there were several emotions in his heart...

However, there is no need to say anything.

Won.

Won a final that could even be said to be an early one.

It's a must-go, and if you want to win the championship, you have to carve a way through such a thorny path.

It seems that the whole world has a hard time accepting such an ending...

This Real Madrid team seems to have few weaknesses. Even Pepe, now that he has shaved his long hair and evolved into an extremely mature monk, he has changed.

What hasn't changed, it's Xiao Wen, who is still terrifying...

He single-handedly eliminated the attack group led by Ronaldo and Bale, and defeated the historic midfield combination of Modric, Kroos, and Casemiro who can gradually approach the peak of Habaib.

"Ever thought if you were at Real Madrid and had Cristiano - Cristiano's teammates....

Everyone tacitly did not bother Ferguson and Xiao Wen.

Ferguson just looked at Xiao Wen who was breathing in silence so quietly, and the voice came out of his mouth, and his voice was slightly distorted.

Xiao Wen heard what Ferguson was saying and understood what he was trying to say.

Xiao Wen shook his head.

"I've always been curious about what determines your career plan, but I really didn't expect that a player, so young, would be able to figure out what he wants and what he wants to achieve."

Ferguson sighed as he stroked the ring on his finger.

On the pitch, he has experienced many life-and-death struggles in his life, whether it was the magical moment of 'damn football' against Bayern Munich, the tense penalty shoot-out on a rainy night in Moscow, or the shaking hands later against Barcelona.

In fact, in Ferguson's case, in a way, if it weren't for some kind of providence that sheltered him, he believed that his two Champions League finals would have died early.

But Xiao asked...

Xiao Wen didn't need any providence.

What he needed was his own feet, what he needed was that terrifying physical strength, what he needed... Maybe it's just a little bit of a gap... Then, the killer moves.

Ferguson's eyes narrowed, and at this moment, he thought of the events of many years, if Moyes had not been chosen, maybe Manchester United would not have sunk to this place over the years, but everything has a cause and effect, and this is something that no one can change.

Call...

Of course, Ferguson doesn't think he has failed in his managerial career, he believes that no one in the history of football has been more successful than he is, and although he has not been able to reach the Champions League at the top of the top five leagues a few more times, he has gained a lot more than he could have imagined in the Premier League after so many years in the Premier League.

But... Ferguson looked at Xiao Wen, who slowly closed his eyes and calmed his rising and falling chest, and more warmth finally appeared in his eyes.

In the past few years, even if the team can occasionally play a few games that make fans crazy, which makes him happy, but in the end it is still helpless.

Manchester United shouldn't be all there is to it.

Manchester United have been waiting for the next Alex Ferguson.

What is waiting for is a combination that seems to include Beckham, Kaka, Rivaldo, Ronaldinho and so on.

But in fact, now more and more fans have to admit it, Xiao asked... It cannot simply be defined as whose successor it is. Xiao asked, it is Xiao asked!

Manchester United's downward decline was forcibly pulled up by this young man who was so young that he could even be called a boy. Thinking of this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Ferguson's lips, how much he emphasized the whole back then, even if the eleven people in the whole team were in form, they were all top stars, but at least... Seven, can't be missing......

And now, this Manchester United team can really be called a top star, except for Xiao Wen... Only De Gea and Payette can barely be called.

For the rest, some have potential, but they definitely haven't reached their maximum potential!

As for Smalling, Ashley Young and others... Ferguson knew it all too well.

Could it be that Xiao asked, to achieve a personal Champions League triple crown?

At this thought, Ferguson's breath tightened.

I spent my whole life desperately trying to get something....

A young man who might not have made it to the first team in Ferguson's era from a physical point of view is at his fingertips?

Ferguson couldn't help but touch his hair and sighed.

Xiao Wen heard Ferguson's sigh, he opened his eyes and asked, "Sir, why, we beat Real Madrid, and we are still not satisfied?" That's not what a good Manchester United fan should think. ”

Wonderful, Klopp can be said to be Xiao Wen's first Bole, Hodgson obeyed him, Simeone slippers to the extreme... But here in Ferguson, Xiao Wen tasted the feeling of doting for the first time.

Right now... At Manchester United, as long as you go against Xiao Wen... Even if it's just the slightest bit wrong, it will be directly sold.

And behind this, it is inseparable from Ferguson's support.

Ferguson looked at him with a smile: "I just sighed, why don't I have a guy like you under my subordinates." ”

Xiao Wen still smiled: "Camp Nou and Moscow, not enough?" ”

Although countless people have asked Ferguson this question, Xiao Wen always wants to ask him in person.

"Not enough."

Ferguson rose from the bottom and was able to win the support and love of countless fans around the world, even if it was many opponent fans, who maintained enough respect for him. He must have a very good side and his unique personality. Even, when the tide of the times comes, be able to embrace the tide ... For example, several improved tactics...

So when Xiao asked this, Ferguson replied in the affirmative with a smile without thinking.

Xiao Wen continued to ask, "How is it enough?" ”

Ferguson, who could no longer win any glory, was strangely silent when he heard this, he thought of his partners who had been side by side with him, of his teammates who had been bloodied with him back then, and of those players who were geniuses, but then he thought of Xiao Wen's short journey of two or three years.

This man, perhaps, is more than he is able to accept defeat!

"Pursuit is the existence of the driving force that we are aware of in our own hearts. In my opinion, my driving force is to bring Liverpool off the throne and lift Manchester United to the top. Xiao Wen's ears heard Ferguson's slightly transfigurative voice, "What I did was in line with my own inner motivation. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Wen didn't say anything anymore, his driving force may be to pull Mero off the horse and let himself sit on the peak, and a little shamelessly, he didn't want to come down, let alone share it with anyone!

Xiao Wen finally stood up.

Ferguson also stood up.

The two hugged tightly.

Then, Xiao Wen joined in the celebration.

Above their heads, inside the box of Real Madrid. There is one person whose mood is heavier and more anxious than Cristiano Ronaldo and other Real Madrid players who are in the middle of life and death.

The top figure in the business circle of West Panga, the old demon who can make Figo defect from Barcelona to Madrid, is looking out of the glass window with a melancholy face, and his slightly indifferent face is reflected on the glass window, ten minutes ago, Real Madrid lost in the Champions League knockout round again.

Again, lost to Xiao Wen.

Nowadays, the environment in La Liga is much more dangerous than in previous years, even if it is Real Madrid Barcelona, there is less pride in the face of the menacing Simeone and the Sheets Army.

Florentino, who has been praised by many fans as a quick knife to cut through the mess, I don't care who you are, has finally gathered together the perfect offensive and defensive geniuses again, and naturally there is something big to do.

Many years ago, he also did this once Zidane + Pavon, and failed.

So this time, he is more cautious, the team is definitely not top-heavy, and it is definitely one of the most balanced teams in the world.

His heart pounded again.

Even if it was Florentino, thinking of that young man, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed and anxious, he stood in front of the window, looking at the Bernabeu gradually empty, he had always been able to carry a mountain-like shoulders, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

Turning back to his men, he took a glass of water and drank it down.

Florentino sat in his chair, squinting at Xiao Wen's two strikes still on TV, motionless. In the TV picture, the young man is still so alive that the seasoned Florentino is shocked.

In the final shot, he even felt like he had seen Robert Carlos, and Florentino pinched his tired brows and once again took out the detailed investigation file about Xiao Wen that the chief scout had recently sent again.

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The file is the result of the analysis of professional analysis experts, Florentino looked at everything Xiao asked in the file, his eyes gradually narrowed, and a cold chill appeared in his eyes.

"Xiao Wen, the world's No. 1 ......" Florentino muttered and repeated these two terms, determined his latest will, Huo Ran got up, pushed away the main force behind him, and said in a cold voice: "Continue to contact Mendes continuously." ”

The assistant nodded, and while thinking, he replied, "But in recent years, I'm afraid..."

"Don't care what a few years!" Florentino scolded in a cold voice: "He's not even 21 years old yet!

”

The assistant was stunned for a moment, yes,

Xiao Wen is too hot, too strong!

So much so that many people are a little preconceived and have been on fire for so long... It's almost there...

But

If you think about it,

He's not even 21 yet!