At this moment, among the countless taverns in Leicestershire.

Fans wearing Leicester City jerseys finally ushered in this bitter moment.

Their eyes welled up with tears as they rushed out of the tavern screaming.

"We are champions! Leicester City! Champion! ”

"We won! We beat Liverpool and won the Carabao Cup! ”

"Thank goodness! The title belongs to Leicester City! ”

“……”

As if they wanted to tell the world, they excitedly spread the news so that every fan on the street would know about it.

But where are there people on the streets who are still uninformed at this time?

Either people running out of taverns and various stores excitedly, or pedestrians holding their mobile phones and waving excitedly at the last minute of the game.

It's definitely a game that every Leicestershire will be keeping an eye on.

After going through numerous hurdles, their team once again reached the final of the Carabao Cup against giants Liverpool.

This is definitely a moment of honor for the city.

Their team has beaten so many teams!

Stand out from the professional ranks of the entire English Football League and stand on the pitch in the final to challenge for the title!

Who wouldn't watch it?

Everyone's emotions were already at their peak when they saw the team score twice in a row and take a 2-0 lead.

Later, after seeing Liverpool's miraculous substitutions tie the score, they fell from heaven again and continued to pay attention in silence.

Until the moment they saw Origi's overtime stunner, everyone hugged their heads in despair and really fell into hell.

They thought the game was going to be over and they were going to lose the game because of the players' mental instability in the final.

As a result, at the last moment, there are still variables!

Chen Yufeng's desperate outside instep curling ball was flat, which gave them hope!

And then everything in the end ended with Chen Yufeng's spoon penalty kick, and it officially fell into a climax.

"Wow! For! Wow! ”

In countless residential buildings, the sound of them jumping excitedly in their homes and their hoarse shouts can be heard from the side of the street.

The entire spotless street is now occupied by a sudden blue color, turning into a sea of blue.

"Leicester City! Champion!! ”

Shouts full of excitement rang out in various parts of the city, and countless people were crying with red eyes at this moment!

Whether it is the difficulties of the League Cup all the way or the ups and downs of the final, all these plots have catalyzed their emotions and made them unable to extricate themselves at the moment!

…………

London, inside Wembley Stadium.

With all the substitute players wearing vests, and a group of assistant coaches in suits and leather shoes, they waved their hands together and rushed to the field like crazy, rushing to Chen Yufeng, who had already knelt on the ground!

The stadium was completely surrounded by the Leicester people, whose frantic shouts and bitter tears filled the stadium in one moment.

At this moment, all the emotions came together, and in the end it became a simple word, "We are the champions!" ”

Chen Yufeng knelt on his knees, and after only holding on for more than ten seconds, he lay on the ground completely out of strength, looking at the sky above the court.

Happiness and excitement appeared in his heart together, making the corners of his mouth smile at the moment, and his eyes blurred.

Champion, the first champion in so many years......

“Ohhhhhh……！！”

With a burst of cheers, the scene was plunged into a new round of riots.

Countless Leicester City fans rushed past the security guards, crossed the billboards onto the pitch and stood on the turf of Wembley Stadium to celebrate.

The Liverpool players and coaching staff on the field, who didn't have time to be frustrated and emotional, just rushed towards the players' tunnel to avoid anything else from happening.

But the Leicester fans are absolutely friendly!

After many people came to their absolute hero Chen Yufeng's side at this time, they didn't even get close to within five meters!

They left a large open space for Chen Yufeng, so that Chen Yufeng could rest peacefully here.

"Click!"

The drone in the air quickly captured this scene, and this scene of countless people surging, but no one dared to come forward to disturb him, is destined to become a classic moment in the history of the League Cup.

Among these Leicester City fans, of course, there are also many parents, who are crying silently at this time rushing to their children, rushing to the children who are like stars and moons at this time.

"Fox!!"

A familiar voice resounded here, just like in the semifinals, and Fox's father pounced on his son with red eyes.

It's all so hard, so hard that he, an Austrian rough man, wants to keep kissing his son on the forehead at the moment!

His hands kept touching his son's body up and down, and his whole body suddenly trembled, "You did what Dad didn't do, you are the champion, son." ”

"Morgan!!"

On the other side, Morgan's black mother also appeared in the stadium at this moment, a black woman with a somewhat fat figure, dressed a little old-fashioned, and her face was already old.

Morgan was smiling and celebrating with the fans, but when he heard this shout, he suddenly looked back, and after seeing his helpless mother standing in the distance, he immediately sprinted.

"Mom!!"

This black man, who is about 1.9 meters tall, instantly shed tears at this moment, and rushed forward to hug his mother tightly in his arms.

Even if he himself bent his legs, he didn't care.

"Is this what you've wanted to do since you were a kid?"

Morgan's mother looked at her son's already somewhat vicissitudes of life, of course she knew that her son was not small, and bit her lip.

"Yes! Mom! ”

Morgan nodded heavily, also pursing his lips, as if he couldn't suppress his emotions, "I did it, your son has a champion!" ”

"Mahrez!" A voice rang out from one side of the field, and a woman with a scarf wrapped around her head walked over, looking a little weak in the crowd of rapids.

Although weak, the figure was strong, squeezing through countless people and walking towards Mahrez in the center of the crowd.

Seeing her figure, Mahrez suddenly took a deep breath and walked towards his mother while shaking his head and crying.

Finally stretched out his arms in front of his mother, and his emotions completely collapsed, "Will Dad see it?" ”

Mahrez's mother pointed to the sky and nodded firmly, "He'll be proud of you." ”

She didn't cry, a mother who grew up alone with her son always needs to be strong, maybe she will have an emotional breakdown when she comes home, but not at the moment.

"I hope it does."

Mahrez hugged his mother, shaking his body as well.

Near the goal frame, Kaspa Schmeichel, looking at his teammates, who are mostly with his own family, smiles at the corners of his mouth.

He let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that the stern father would never come over and celebrate like he did, but he knew that his father would see it.

Schmeichel took off his gloves, kissed them hard, and raised them to the sky.

Since then, he has also been a champion Schmeichel!

He inherited his father's glory!

He really wanted everyone in the future to be able to call him Casper, even his father rarely called himself like that!

"You should be faster! You have to be a little more explosive! Damn, save that ball! Waste, I don't know why you're always afraid of competition! ”

Countless father's stern shouts seemed to appear next to his ears, making the corners of his mouth show a relieved smile.

Perhaps, his father just wanted him to have this day, just to let him experience what it is like to be a champion!

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Caspar Schmeichel, "Casper! ”

Hearing this voice that I have heard countless times since I was a child, I shouted a completely unfamiliar name at this moment.

Kasper Schmeichel seemed to be suddenly electrocuted, froze in place, and then his body continued to tremble.

He wanted to pretend to be strong and spend today's celebration as a hero with his chest held high!

But at this moment, after this voice sounded, all these illusions were shattered!

Kasper Schmeichel smiled aggrievedly, tears slid down his cheeks almost instantly, and he turned to see his father, Peter Schmeichel, standing there, also red-eyed, standing ten meters away and spreading his hands towards him.

"Father!!"

Kaspa Schmeichel sprinted up and came to Peter Schmeichel's side as fast as he could, "I thought you wouldn't come!" ”

Peter Schmeichel slapped his son on the back heavily, and the inheritance seemed to have officially completed the handover at this moment, "Such an important moment has been dreamed of countless times since I gave birth to you. ”

"Even if your teammates' parents aren't here, I'll come, silly boy!"

…………

Ranieri, who was on the sidelines, smiled at all this on the pitch, stood on the sidelines for a long time, and then returned to his seat and picked up the old khaki suit.

He looked him up and down with a satisfied expression, then slipped him on his body, straightened his back, and walked to the court.

He wanted to complete this final celebration with the most perfect gesture, so as to lay the foundation for this hard-won victory, which was also a scene he dreamed of countless times as a child.

"Claudio." A gentle shout rang out in Ranieri's ears, and he froze, then turned his head to see his wife coming out of the players' tunnel.

In fact, he knew it from the time he heard it, because it was rare for anyone but his wife to call him that.

Ranieri opened his hands and fantasized about hugging his family like the rest of the players.

But his wife didn't mean it at all, but slapped his hands open, stood beside him to re-tie his tie, straighten his shoulder pads, and straighten out the folds in his clothes.

After dealing with this, his wife suddenly froze in place, looking at Ranieri in this dress for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, "Claudio, you really look good in this dress." ”

Ranieri thought he would be able to control his emotions, but when he heard this, he trembled slightly with his players.

And in the corners of the stadium stands.

Chen Binghua sat here and did not rush to the court with the large group.

"Bang bang bang...... Bang Bang ...... Bang bang bang ......"

Fragmentary applause rang out here, looking at the figure lying on the ground in the court, Chen Binghua's eyes were lost, and he just clapped his palms repeatedly.

He didn't want to step off the court, and after more than ten years and then to this moment, he was really tired.

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, Chen Binghua exhaled a long breath and put his combined hands in front of his nose and mouth, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

But then, he shook his head and couldn't stop the trembling of his body, and he clapped his palms again.

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

The lonely clapping sound sounded, and Chen Binghua sat here silently looking at Chen Yufeng on the field, just like every failure in the previous ten years.

(End of chapter)