At the King Power Stadium, the game time has come to eighty-five minutes later.

There are six or seven minutes left before the two teams finish their Premier League journey this season.

The second half of the game was generally very smooth, and the referee would not give more than 3+ stoppage time.

Of course, with a three-to-one lead, stoppage time is not a very important thing, it doesn't matter if you give a few minutes, it has no impact on the outcome of the game.

It's just that Leicester's players really can't wait......

Who didn't know that after a few long minutes, they would be lifting the Premier League trophy here?

Let's get it done!

They've been thinking about the Premier League trophy for a season!

Looking back on the past year, they have completed a long-term miracle!

This is not a single Community Shield, and not every game is a life-and-death battle, and there is no small chance of a cup match!

This is a league, you need to maintain a good and stable state in 38 rounds of games, fight hard against strong opponents, grit your teeth when you meet midstream teams, and don't underestimate the bottom teams!

In the end, with a very high comprehensive quality, he fought one point after another, surpassing the other 19 Premier League teams and topping the list!

And they're going to do it.

Everything will be settled later.

"No. 66 Chen Yufeng is off, No. 17 Klose is on the field." The DJ in the venue gave a substitution reminder, and the substitution sign on the side of the court was held high.

Under the cheers of the fans, Chen Yufeng raised his hands and trotted off the field.

Klose stood on the sidelines with a smile on his face, shook hands with Chen Yufeng and hugged him, and then ran to the court.

Neither of them wanted to waste time, they were afraid that the referee would give them an extra minute of stoppage time, which they didn't want to see.

"Good ball, good ball, good ball......" After Chen Yufeng got off the court, he high-fived and encouraged Ranieri, Steve Walsh and others on the sidelines, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

It is a common practice in football to arrange the departure of the decorated players in the game in advance, and it shows the respect that this club and its manager has for the players.

It's kind of basic etiquette.

Let the players go off the field to separate cheers and then give everyone a fist high-five.

Especially this kind of substitution that seems to have no purpose and no effect, generally speaking, is for this.

Not long after he came to the bench and sat down, Chen Yufeng stood up.

Because he saw that the sign for one minute of stoppage time had been raised, all the fans on the scene stood up, and all the substitutes, assistant coaches, and staff around him also stood up one after another!

No one can sit still, raise their arms and enjoy this belated championship moment!

The players on the pitch had no intention of playing, and they kept looking back at the time of the game, constantly looking back at the referee, anxiously guessing when he would blow the whistle for the end of the game.

A sense of impatience hung over the King Power Stadium.

"Whistle! Whistle! Whistle! The fans in the stadium cheered in unison for the players on the pitch.

Ranieri had been staring at his pocket watch, and he came to the fourth official in advance to exert the usual pressure, "The time is coming soon, I hope that today's final whistle will come sooner, not early, just on time." ”

"It's a good day, don't let anything unwarranted affect the atmosphere, I hope everyone can be happy."

"Of course, it's our honor to blow the last championship match for the champions." The fourth official nodded and smiled.

After saying that, he pointed to his headset with a change of expression, and looked at the roof of the Imperial Power Stadium, as if someone was transmitting information to him.

Ranieri didn't know why, but he got closer.

"You know that the fourth official has another function besides liaising with the referee, which is to connect with the staff on the field."

After a while, the fourth official smiled and said, "Especially on an important day like today, we have to make sure that some celebrations in the stadium are prepared. ”

"During the game, the work in the stadium is to connect with the referee, for example, there are people installing fireworks on it."

He pointed to the ceiling and continued: "They still need a minute or so, so I'll have to tell the referee that it's going to drag on a little bit." ”

"Okay." Not knowing whether to be happy or frustrated, Ranieri shrugged and smiled before returning to his area.

Soon, the clock was just over twenty seconds into the first minute of stoppage time.

"Woohoo...... Woohoo ......!! The Leicester fans in the stadium began to boo in dissatisfaction, but of course it was only sporadic and minority.

They are expressing their emotions to the referee and putting pressure on the referee.

In this regard, the referee must only be sweating and holding on, because he has to buy time for the staff.

More people are still informal at this moment, they are cheering, they are excited, they are waiting.

"Bang!!"

The Sunderland striker fired a long-range shot, an anti-aircraft gun, and the ball flew straight into the stands, causing a crowd of fans to scream and reach out to intercept.

The young caddie on the sidelines threw the ball in his hand to Schmeichel, who put the ball on the line of the six-yard box and did not rush to serve after stepping on a few steps.

He turned around and waved back and forth at the fans in all directions, and motioned with a teasing expression for them to shout louder.

“Oh——！！” Fans know that the referee will most likely blow the whistle when Schmeichel's ball is released, and they also know that Schmeichel is celebrating in advance and is very cooperative.

At the end of the year, Schmeichel even ran out of the penalty area and celebrated.

The referee came over and gave him a yellow card, but the card was not like a punishment at the moment, but more like a medal of honor on Schmeichel's chest.

Everyone laughed.

"Bang!!" Schmeichel kicked a high ball into the air and players from both sides did not move, admiring the Premier League ball of the year as if they were watching fireworks.

Finally, the three long voices that everyone was expecting sounded, "Beep!! Beep!! Beep ——!! ”

It is no longer the end of a race, but the end of a season!!

Leicester City, became the champion of the Premier League in the 1617 season!

Two wins in a row!!

"We are champions!" The familiar shout rang out again, a simple, repetitive phrase that everyone in Leicester had said before.

But no one dislikes the simplicity of their vocabulary, and people can often only say simple words when they are most excited.

“Yeah——！！！！”

"We are champions!!"

"Two wins in a row! Two wins in a row! We dominated the Premier League for two years! It's simply incredible! ”

"Take the Premier League from big6 again!"

"This year, we are crushing!"

"Even if the championship suspense disappeared at the last minute, we did have another perfect year!!"

“Leicester city！！！ champions！！！ ”

"It's not just two consecutive championships, we are two consecutive double champions!"

“……”

Huge joy wrapped around everyone's minds, and the people in blue in the audience reached an emotional climax in an instant.

Who cares if it's dopamine or endorphins, they just know that at this point, they're cool!

It's cool!

Their team dominated the Premier League for two years!

In the stands, the families of countless players cried with joy, looking at the figures jumping on the field, they felt proud and honored from the bottom of their hearts.

In this life, as long as you are open-minded, most things can be shared or shared.

But for men, wives and honors are things that must never be shared and shared.

The former is lovers, emotions, and responsibilities, and the latter is a ray of light embedded in them!

Only they can have it all and enjoy it unbridledly, because this is what they have earned with their own efforts!

At this moment, seeing their children achieve these honors that will eventually accompany them, how can these family members in the stands not feel emotionally out of control?

Whether it's Chen's father, Fox's father, or any player's father, mother, sister, brother and brother, they are all happy that their brothers and children have achieved this kind of achievement!

This comes from family affection, from love.

As for the source of the excitement of the fans, it is actually a truth.

They love this club and they love every player here because of this club.

How is it different from seeing them succeed as if they were successful?

After all, it's something they've been looking forward to since they were kids!

…………

Everything in Leicester's industrial park came to a halt at this time.

Even the busiest coal mines have come to rest.

Only cheers and shouts could be heard, as well as the faint sound of beer bottles shattering, the sound of tables toppling over.

It's like a riot.

If it weren't for Leicester's Premier League title today, everyone would have thought it was a new strike......

In a dormitory at the coal mine, a few old friends showed up here.

There are managers who generously lend their season tickets to let Jones, a poor worker, go to the game, and there is also the old man who has been playing cards with everyone.

There were beer bottles, melon seeds, and tea on their tables, but they were already in a mess at the moment.

“Yeah！ Yeah！ Yeah——！！ The three of them hugged each other in a small circle, turning and jumping, Jones frantically flung his head, the manager closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and roared, and the old man laughed and enjoyed.

The alcohol in the body is ignited by the agitation at this moment and becomes a catalyst for intense restlessness.

Everyone pulled their throats until their voices became hoarse, until they were sweating profusely.

"I'm going to sing Ranieri's song! Hahahaha, come over for two years and bring four champions! He's just too strong! The old man shouted with a smile.

"No, no, no, it's mainly Chen Yufeng's credit! We must sing the song of Chen Yufeng, he has scored almost 100 goals in the past two years! The manager shouted.

"Are you singers? Just singing every day? What kind of song to sing at this time? ”

Jones made an astonishing remark, "There are very few songs of joy, and everyone is tired of singing praises and praises, and the rest of the songs are not just songs of suffering?" ”

"It's good that we know that we are champions, and we don't have to divide the credit because of the big credit and who has the small credit."

"According to what you say, Vichai, who brought Ranieri and Chen Yufeng, is the one who has the most credit?"

"Alright, come on!"

Jones took off his clothes, looked at the fire shed next to him and threw it over, "Leicester City, it's the champion!" I pray for everyone on the team with the clothes that have been with me the longest and hope that they will have a more successful career than this time! ”

"Hahaha! I hope that when I think about this day in the future, I can also think of this garment that was burned in excitement. ”

"This can help me better restore the mood of this day and remember this moment!"

"Wuhu!!"

The two people next to them were a little stunned for the first time, and after they reacted, they didn't come up with any new tricks, so they had to learn from Jones to take off his clothes and throw them in, and then shouted out the sentence that had already resounded throughout the world - "Leicester City, it's the champion!" ”

"Thank you, Boss, for your season pass! I've been involved in our season as well. Jones looked at the manager and said seriously.

…………

At the same time, the Malhad family, with a photo of Chen Yufeng hanging on the wall, were doing something in a hurry.

Marcad was not in good health and sat on the couch to command.

The wife complained and scolded Mahad while going back and forth.

"I need you to tell me what the hell to do? What is the bad signal? Is it a rooftop reception problem? I've run up a few times and it doesn't get better! The wife was also very anxious, and complained while consulting.

"I don't know, if my body is okay, I'll get this right, but now I can't lean down to see what went wrong!" Mahad was a little aggrieved and a little anxious.

The TV was out of signal, and he had just seen 90 minutes go by, and the fourth official came to the sideline with a stoppage time sign, only to go black.

"This damn shit!" The wife didn't know who she was talking about, she was scrambling to press on the TV.

"Hurry, hurry, the game may be over!" Mahad is still urging.

"I see! Shut up! Sarafo ...... Bichi! ”

At this moment, there was a faint sound outside the window, as if someone was cheering, and it seemed that there were many, many people on the street.

There was a window behind Malhard, and he turned around and pulled one of them open, poking his head out to look around.

Soon, he saw a crowd of people waving Leicester flags and scarves.

“Ohhh……！”

The crowd may have been three or five people at first, but later on, more and more, and a lot of people from all over the world walked out of their homes and joined the group.

"......!" The TV signal suddenly improved, and both of them turned their heads at the same time, looking at the screen.

The camera focused on Chen Yufeng, who tore off his clothes and was running, when a commentary voice sounded next to him.

"It was a bloodless game in which Leicester retained their consistency and ended up beating Sunderland 3-1! They became the third team in the history of the Premier League to defend their title! ”

"A devastating season! The devastating Blue Fox Drama Army! Under the leadership of Ranieri and Chen Yufeng, they have become the new demons of the Premier League! ”

'Next year, we don't know who's going to leave this team, we don't know who's going to stay, and we don't know if they're going to be that competitive.

"We can only congratulate this group of players on what they have achieved today!"

“……”

Markhard and his wife looked at each other, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, they didn't make it to the final whistle moment, but they were sure that the team would win the championship.

"Haha...... Hahaha...... Ah......h

"Ah...... Hmm......" The two made strange noises, as if crying and laughing.

(End of chapter)