Chapter 138: Manchester United! It's a champion! (I wish all readers good health)
"The ball is in! 1 to 0! ”
"Lu Chenfeng hit a beautiful header to the top! It's only twenty-seven seconds into the show! It's too fast! ”
"Beautiful header, it's his signature move, it's so beautiful! He used his personal ability to give a layer of security to Manchester United's championship! ”
The commentary seat on the sidelines, He Wei explained it to fans who understand the net.
The barrage in the live broadcast room of the understanding network broke out at a speed of more than a dozen per second, and the speed was very fast.
Countless 666 and tweers were beaten on the barrage, which is the best way for Chinese fans to express their respect.
Next to He Wei, whether it was the British commentator, or the German, Spanish, or Swiss commentators, they all shouted excitedly at the moment.
Without taking a stand, they must be more expecting Manchester United to successfully win the title and end the season successfully.
With more than 50,000 Manchester United fans in attendance, it was natural to be excited.
Mourinho had his signature smile on his face from the sidelines, clapping and celebrating his team's well-deserved lead, before hugging the assistant coach next to him.
"There it is."
It was the first sentence Mourinho said, just one word, but it expressed all his emotions.
A season's hard work will finally come to fruition today.
"The move to Morrowind was really the best decision we made this season."
The excitement on the assistant coach's face was palpable, and his nose was already a little sour.
Mourinho's success comes from the pressure that he is standing too high and others expect too much from him.
For them as assistant coaches, the update and iteration are very fast, and they will follow the famous coach to gain experience and seek their own coaching opportunities in the future.
They also have pressure to prove themselves with good results.
For example, the assistant coach who hugged Mourinho has not been with Mourinho for a long time and has not achieved anything substantial.
A title in the best league in the world is one that can get him the attention of many teams at once, even the top teams.
He needs this trophy!
Today, he also had a chance to get it.
"At the end of this season, follow me for another season, and I will recommend you to coach alone in the future."
Mourinho saw the assistant coach's heart and comforted: "To keep you for another season is to accumulate more honours." ”
"Hmm!"
The assistant coach nodded heavily, and although he was over forty years old, he was like a child at this time.
"On the day I really want to leave in the future, I must take a photo with you and Lu Chenfeng, and then wash it out and ask you to sign it."
'It would be the biggest asset of my life and the starting point of the manager's position, and I will remember him and hang him in the most prominent position in the house.'
"No problem, come on." Jose Mourinho hugged the assistant coach and focused his eyes on the pitch again.
With Sheffield United having no desire, there was not much emotion on the faces of the players and coaches.
The opposing manager even gave Mourinho a congratulatory smile and looked at Mourinho.
"Beep!"
Not long after, with the referee's whistle, the game resumed.
Sheffield United sent a ball into the centre circle, quickly organised and used tough physical confrontations to play around with United's players.
In a state of no desire, it is their desire to try to score goals.
They want to make their stats look a little better, and as for the team's results, it's basically set.
You can't go up to the European competition, and you can't go down.
In this case, the next game is naturally very exciting and good-looking.
The two sides' wide open and closed attacks and super-fast counterattacks provided a visual feast to the fans watching the game on the spot and in front of the TV.
The thirteenth minute of the game.
Sheffield United counter-attacked by full-backs,
"Peng Peng Peng ......"
The outside of his right foot quickly touches the ball, turning it forward while looking up at the front court.
After moving to the full-back, he combined a one-two with his winger before delivering a precision-guided cross.
"Bang!!"
The Sheffield United centre-forward, who was ambushed in the middle, beat Phil Jones and hit a header at the goal.
Unfortunately, the angle of the shot was a bit right, and De Gea cushioned it and hugged the ball in his arms.
"Ahhh......h
The two Sheffield United players who had completed the attack looked at each other and let out a sound of regret.
The striker came close to taking his tally for the season to more than 15.
In the Premier League, it's definitely a good time.
It's enough to break into the top 10 of the scorer list, or even higher.
After all, not everyone is as demonic as Lu Chenfeng, who can score so many goals in the thirty-eighth round......
"Valencia!"
The Sheffield United players didn't have a chance to regret for too long, and De Gea quickly threw the ball in one hand and launched a counter-attack.
This time it was United's full-back's turn to show his worth, as he kicked past the opposition winger and then began to push forward.
After coming to the frontcourt, he handed the ball to Pogba, the core of the organization, and after Pogba observed left and right, he set his eyes on Lu Chenfeng.
I saw that Lu Chenfeng was slanting towards the position of the ribs at this moment, taking the defender away, leaving a large gap in front.
People took it away.
So what's there to hesitate about?
Pogba slid the ball forward, adjusted his shot to a more comfortable angle, and then swung his left foot towards the bottom of the ball.
"Bang !!"
A heavy thud rang out, and the ball flew swiftly to the bottom corner of the goal like an arrow from a string.
It was the highest level of a back-footed shot, and Pogba's goal was enough to make it difficult for 80 out of 20 goalkeepers in the Premier League.
The Sheffield United goalkeeper was no exception, and his outstretched hand after he fell to the ground did not touch the football, only to feel the net behind him shake.
Then you can hear the whistling of the Manchester United fans in the stadium.
“Yeahhhhhhhhh!!”
All the United fans sat up from their seats again, waving their hands in celebration.
They took their beers and small spray cans into the sky at this moment, adding a lot of atmosphere to the Old Trafford stadium.
Two to zero!
It's almost a sealed win!
Pogba put one hand to his ear and with an unruly expression on his face, he rushed to the sidelines to celebrate.
The three friends, Lu Chenfeng and Yin Bruni, also quickly followed and jumped on Pogba's body.
Pogba was quickly pushed to the ground by the trio and begged for mercy in great pain.
"Get up, don't press it, it's crushed."
"Hahahahaha." Lu Chenfeng laughed loudly and joked: "What kind of expression do you kid have, you are so arrogant." ”
"That's it, it's underwhelming." Yin Bu also came to Pogba's head, and then showed a spring smile.
"It's so unbelievable that you scored a goal soon?"
Rooney pretended to look down on him and pouted.
"Cut, what do you mean to score a goal? Captain, you haven't scored in a long time, how can you say about me? ”
Pogba was immediately unconvinced and sarcastically ridiculed Rooney.
"How dare you say this?"
Rooney suddenly jumped on Pogba's body again and said: "In this championship match, if you don't pass me the ball to let me score, you can see how I go back and clean you up." ”
"Good, good."
Pogba quickly agreed, his face full of bitterness.
Lu Chenfeng and Yin Brahimovich laughed, watching the two of them flirt and scold.
They are in a good mood.
And after this goal, the first half of the game had no other characteristics except for the big opening and closing.
Both teams were in the air but had no chance to score again.
The only good news is that Lu Chenfeng is full of the law of cause and effect again.
And just like that, in the satisfied eyes of the United fans and neutral fans, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.
Players from both sides returned to the locker room for a break.
'At half-time, with Manchester United's control of the game this season, we can boldly say that there is not much suspense in the game.
"Manchester United will take all three points from this game and win the Premier League ahead of schedule."
"I'm not one of those people who like to be the first to make decisions, but today, I really can't hold back my feelings."
"Let me say it in advance, congratulations to Manchester United for winning the 1617 Premier League title on April 11."
"Congratulations to Jose Mourinho, congratulations to Lu Chenfeng, congratulations to all the players at Manchester United."
He Wei's poetic voice sounded, and his eyes were already a little sour.
Watching the Premier League, commenting on the Premier League, it's been so many years.
He never imagined that a Chinese player would be able to win the championship this season.
To this day, although Lu Chenfeng has broken many records by moving one footprint at a time, he still feels a little illusory in his heart.
This kind of illusion is something that no one can run away from, and when things you never thought of are realized one by one in a short period of time, even if the results are in front of you, it is hard for you to believe it.
It is only through maintenance and consolidation again and again that they can fully identify with what is in front of them.
"Beep!"
Not long after, the second half of the game began.
The game was very intense, but it was a little flat because there were no goals.
But this is not enough to stop Manchester United fans from becoming more and more enthusiastic.
As the minutes passed, they were finally close to the final championship.
And at this moment, far to the East, China.
A taxi driver slowly parked his car on the side of the square with a large screen, opened the window, lit a Lanzhou cigarette and smoked it.
More and more fans gathered in front of the square, some of whom were married, holding their children and smiling excitedly.
Someone is in love, waiting for a beautiful woman next to him, with tears in his eyes, holding hands to explain the game to the person next to him.
"Who's that?"
"Lu Chenfeng, from our country."
"That's him, I've heard of it!"
"yes, he's going to win the championship."
"Don't cry, hug."
“……”
There were also people who were alone, holding wine bottles in their hands, wiping tears while watching the game.
Everyone under the appearance of all beings is watching the passage of time in the upper right corner, looking forward to the moment when the game is over.
Whether it's in a bar, a bar, a barbecue, or at home.
At the moment, the lights are bright, and the boys are eating fried skewers, drinking wine, and bragging.
The girls are waiting next to their beloved, waiting for this moment with them.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night in the whole of China, and countless buildings with black lights on weekdays are all lit up!
Everyone is looking forward to the final championship!
These emotions reached the peak in the seventy-sixth minute of the game, when Lu Chenfeng scored a beautiful long-range goal!
"Kick the door! Pretty! ”
"Three to zero! Manchester United are going to win! It's the morning breeze again! ”
He Wei's voice sounded in countless places across the country, and Lu Chenfeng's figure of running and celebrating was reflected on the TV set of every TV in the country.
The dashing back of the number seven at Old Trafford undoubtedly ignited the enthusiasm of all the fans.
"Yaye yes !!"
"Lu Chenfeng is awesome! Awesome! ”
"Champion! Won the championship! Won the championship! ”
"Let's get it over quickly!"
Countless people opened their windows in their homes and shouted through the windows with the surrounding fans.
Thinking back to the beginning, thousands of lights were on, waiting for the opening of the Olympic Games, waiting for the Olympic athletes to win honors in the international arena and win glory for the country.
Today, the best football league in the world, the Premier League matches.
Undoubtedly a higher and more valuable champion!
They all look forward to Lu Chenfeng getting this championship and winning glory for the country!
…………
Turning his gaze back to the game scene, Lu Chenfeng returned to his half with excitement after celebrating.
After a while, the time on the pitch was lost a little more, and they began to look expectantly at the sidelines of the substitutes who were already eager to rush on the pitch to celebrate.
"Two minutes! Keep them clean! The perfect ending! ”
Mourinho was laughing and shouting from the sidelines at the moment, keeping his head down to keep an eye on the time.
It's the second minute of stoppage time, and with two minutes to go, it's going to be over for real.
His third Premier League title, and his first at Manchester United, is on the way.
"Hoo ......"
On the field, Lu Chenfeng took a deep breath.
After hearing Mourinho's words, his breathing couldn't help but become a little heavy, a little heavy.
It's finally coming to an end.
A brace ended the championship game perfectly.
It's the best result of a season's hard work as a team.
It is their desperate work one by one, and they are fighting hard today.
"Beep! Beep! Beep ——! ”
Soon after, as the referee put the whistle to his mouth, three long whistles finally sounded.
“Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!”
Old Trafford erupted in a cheer that was more intense than any previous game, any cheer.
All the United players either fell to the ground and hid their faces, knelt on the ground and pointed to the sky, or hugged the players.
Substitutes in vests also rushed onto the pitch and celebrated excitedly.
It's over!
3-0 win over Sheffield United!
Manchester United, the champions!
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