"Beep!"

The referee's whistle came belatedly, and only then did he point to the centre circle to signal that the goal was valid.

The score on the live scoreboard was suddenly adjusted, Manchester City 1:3 Leicester City.

This is the score of the second leg of the semi-finals, counting the 2-1 in the first leg, Manchester City 3:4 Leicester City, and the aggregate score of the two legs is behind.

As the dust settled, all the Manchester City fans immediately hugged their heads and fell from heaven to hell.

How is this possible?

Countless question marks existed in their bodies, and Chen Yufeng shot a super world wave from a distance, hitting their hearts violently.

Leicester City scored in the last chance to kill them?!

The game is about to end and go into overtime......

Their good situation and promotion situation are all in vain at this moment!

This is undoubtedly the heaviest blow and it is difficult for all Manchester City fans to accept it for the first time.

When they do this, the players on the pitch feel it even stronger.

Seeing Chen Yufeng running to the sidelines to celebrate wildly with his teammates, many Manchester City players fell directly to the ground and beat the ground with grief and anger.

"Fack!"

Fernandinho collapsed to the ground, full of remorse, as if blaming himself for not staring at the good people just now.

"Ah......h

De Bruyne's expression was lonely, and he squatted on the ground, looking tired and tired, and his face turned red.

Most of the other players were too, and all of them felt their legs go limp and fall to the ground.

Except for Joe Hart, who got up from the goal, he looked helpless, and all the other Manchester City players fell to the ground, looking defeated.

They lost completely, and accepting defeat is a difficult thing for everyone.

"The Manchester City players were lying on the ground, they tried their best, but in the end they couldn't stop the Foxes from pushing hard!"

"That's football! How can you not love football! ”

"Perhaps, at this moment, the loneliness of the loser brings out the joy of the successful person even more!"

'The Man City players deserve encouragement, at least they are the one who leads most of the time, the one who has the initiative!'

"But at the end of the day, we want to congratulate Leicester City! This group of grassroots players completed the counterattack in their own way, and once again entered the League Cup final after many years! ”

"In March, let's meet at Wembley Stadium to witness Leicester City face off against the winner on the other side, Liverpool, in a real decisive battle!"

Zhan Jun seemed to have calmed down at this time, and he spoke one after another, feeling excited.

On the sidelines of the pitch, Manuel Pellegrini returned to the team's coaching seat and sat down.

He didn't act drastically, didn't say much, just turned around and walked away silently.

It's just that in the context of Leicester City's crazy celebration, this old coach will inevitably look a little lonely.

When Pellegrini sat down in his seat and looked at the back of Leicester City 66, there was a sense of distraction in his blue eyes.

Manuel Pellegrini knows that for him, the goal will be accompanied by his managerial career at Manchester City.

It was here that he won the most important title of his career, the Premier League title in 1314, and it was his honeymoon with the club.

After that, there was the entire failed 1415 season, which ended hastily with no results.

Since then, the team's owner, Mansour, has been quite critical of him.

This season is his last chance.

But with Chen Yufeng's stunning goal, Manchester City's last title game is also ending at this moment.

The assistant coach next to him patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"It's fine."

Pellegrini waved his hand, feeling that everything had settled, he felt a little relieved and relaxed.

He no longer has any pressure, the next thing is to accept the condemnation of the Manchester City fans, accept the anger of the owner Mansour, and deal with all the public opinion.

Looking at the celebratory figure, the old handsome's eyes had a little look of expectation at the moment.

He didn't know if this old guy who had just started his career would be able to break through the barriers of age and continue to be magical.

Although he said at the press conference that he hid his ticket home...... But Pellegrini didn't feel very angry at the moment, only relieved and admired.

At this age, he chose to debut at Leicester City with a group of players who were also outcasts, and he went all the way up to a phenomenal performance.

Not only are they in the Premier League, but the Carabao Cup is now in the final.

Perhaps, Leicester City really have a chance to win the title against Liverpool?

They deserve such an ending, they deserve this ending of a fairy tale.

"Leicester City have over 60 points in the Premier League?" The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned his head to ask.

"Yes......" The assistant coach next to him nodded.

"It's unstoppable."

Manuel Pellegrini sighed, then was silent for a moment before asking: "What would happen if they won the Carabao Cup this season and won the Premier League?" ”

The assistant coach turned his head abruptly and only thought about it when he saw Pellegrini's serious eyes.

"I think football fans all over the world are going to boil, and that's what all neutral fans want to see the most."

…………

"Beep! Beep! Beep ——! ”

Not long after, as the Manchester City players sent out the ball in the middle circle in despair, the referee's three long whistles officially sounded, announcing the end of the game.

Leicester's players are back in the midst of a new round of revelry after the carnival just now.

Countless people knelt on the lawn and raised their hands high.

Everyone was cheering, they jumped, they danced, they laughed, and some even shed tears of excitement.

"It's in the finals!"

"We have a chance to fight for the championship!"

"Come on! Leicester! ”

"Is the game coming out over there, is it Crystal Palace or Liverpool who will advance?"

"It's Liverpool, and the game ended earlier than us."

"Don't be afraid of them, we played them in the Premier League this season, one win and one draw!"

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect us to have the opportunity to go to Wembley Stadium, it must be the happiest moment of my life! ”

“……”

As they say, Wembley Stadium is the home of the England national team and the largest professional stadium in Europe.

It was even once considered the greatest football stadium in the world!

He has witnessed the birth of too many legends, witnessed countless champions and cups, and accompanied the English people through nearly a hundred years.

All the English players, even the European players, are proud to play at Wembley Stadium.

It would be a completely different feeling, and it would be an honor in itself!

Since long ago, it has been the venue for League Cup finals and FA Cup.

The final is a one-game system, there will be no more such home-and-away double-legged, and fans on both sides will basically get an equal number of seats to watch the game at Wembley Stadium.

"I said it, we'll move on!"

Chen Yufeng also came to the stands of the expedition fans at this time, standing next to them and waving to the fans.

The empty excitement just now has not completely subsided, and at this moment, with the end of the game, it is mobilized again.

Looking at the crazy Leicester City fans at the scene, Chen Yufeng caught the figure of his father Chen Binghua in the back row.

Without saying much, Chen Yufeng directly climbed over the billboard again and walked up the stairs of the fan stand.

"Wind! Wind! Hero!! ”

"You are our hero! You have to keep playing! ”

"What is thirty years old, if you can play in Leicester City, we will watch it until you are fifty years old!"

"Hahaha! I love you so much! You are our god in this game! ”

The shouts of the fans rang out, and everyone stretched out their hands and gently touched Chen Yufeng's body.

They all want to touch their heroes with their own hands.

Of course, after seeing that Chen Yufeng had a clear goal, Leicester fans quickly moved out of the way and let Chen Yufeng pass through the middle.

Chen Binghua, who was above the fan stands, saw his son walking over in the stars and the moon, and he was suddenly a little emotional.

The Chinese are actually subtle in their bones, and the father and son hugged each other tightly afterwards, and no one spoke, but Chen Binghua's body has been trembling slightly.

Fox's father next to him was a little envious for a while, and he kept patting Chen Binghua's shoulder beside him, and he also felt the same way.

"Father!"

Suddenly, he heard a German shout.

Turning his head suddenly, Fox, who was wearing a white jersey, followed the place where Chen Yufeng had just walked, passed through countless fans, and rushed over like an angel.

"Fox!!"

Fawkes's father suddenly broke down emotionally and threw himself into tears at Fawkes.

Fox held back tears and pursed his lips and hugged his father tightly.

He had fantasized about this scene for a long time.

…………

In the VIP stands of the stadium.

"Smack!"

The goblet was slammed to the ground by Mansour, and he stood up in a fit of rage, looking through the glass at the pitch for a long time.

"I'm going to speed up negotiations with Pep Guardiola and let Pellegrini finish the season and then roll as far as I want."

Mansour's voice was not loud, but the sense of oppression was still very strong, and the assistant next to him hurriedly nodded again and again.

"That Chen Yufeng."

Mansour pointed to one of Etihad's again, as if to say something, but eventually put his hand down.

"Forget it, I'm too old."

Mansour took a few deep breaths and couldn't help but say, "If he were twenty-five, I would take him at all costs." ”

'His performance was incredible, and I've seen his wonderful goals countless times in videos on social media.

Speaking of this, Mansour suppressed his anger and teased, "Unfortunately, this time the background board is my team. ”

He returned to his seat and crossed his legs, crossed his fingers with his hands, and calmed down for a while: "If Leicester City finally win the title, I may feel a little better." ”

'Congratulations to them and hopefully they beat Liverpool.'

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