Ecstasy, yes, is ecstasy, ecstasy without any repression!!

At this moment, the human nerves were completely released, the most hysterical release...

The flag is flying, swaying unscrupulously...

The singing is loud!!

Holding her arms, she hugged the people beside her crazy and kissed them!!!

At this moment, the Chelsea fans at Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow have been completely on the verge of madness and equalized!!

The score was tied!!

On the big screen of the stadium, faithfully displaying:

Chelsea 1:1 Manchester United, nd-re, 33 minutes.

In West London, in countless bars, there were roaring sounds at this moment, and the blue ocean burst into excitement. Everyone hugged each other, patted their chests, drank beer in big mouthfuls, and shouted their hero's names...

In China, China's largest sports portal, CCTV, has not won the broadcasting rights to the Champions League final. Countless fans, on the Internet, even just watched the live text broadcast, and at this moment, there was also a burst of joy...

In Turin, there were some people cheering, and they looked at the running black-haired boy on the court, offering him the most simple blessings. It was so wonderful. Xiangnan only played in Turin for half a season and completely won the heart of the Red Bulls. This emotion did not decrease at all because of the departure of the crimson No. 61...

Grant rushed out of the coaching seat excitedly.^^^^^ his fists were pinching tightly and shouting.

The camera also found the Russian rich man in the VIP box again. What the fans saw was the Chelsea boss's rare smile like spring breeze...

When scoring south, Ferguson yelled like a roaring lion. No one knows who the Manchester United godfather is yelling, whether it is Van der Sar who is helpless in the last moment, or in the goal destined to be recorded in the history of the best goals in the Champions League. Brown and Vidic play awkward roles?!!

At this moment, Ferguson's eyes were complicated when he looked at the crazy celebratory black-haired boy on the court.

Back then, Manchester United intervened in Xiangnan's transfer. Ferguson's original intention was to hinder Chelsea's transfer. To put it bluntly, it was to set up some obstacles for Chelsea's transfer and scatter the transfer fee.

There are two recognized suckers in the European transfer market. One is Real Madrid and the other is Chelsea. On the one hand, sellers know that these two teams are rich, especially Real Madrid in Calderon, who are now famous for being fat.

Also, generally speaking, no matter which team buys people, **** buyers will be worth more. There is no other way. Even if the mortal enemy doesn't make a big splash, they will help you raise the transfer fee. They are happy to do it.

Under the protests of Cristiano Ronaldo, referee Lu Persian Michel from Croatia had to interrupt the crazy celebration of the Chelsea.

The fans waved their arms to the south and north stands and ran towards the middle circle.

"Boy, the game is not over yet. This champion is mine!!" The Portuguese said in his ear to the south, and his sweat broke Manchester United's slightly curly hair from No. 7.

"Is that so? Sorry, unfortunately, he is my place." Xiangnan held his head up, not afraid of Cristiano Ronaldo's gaze.

The Portuguese sniffed, his face turned cold, and walked towards his half.

On the side of the court, Ferguson smiled playfully as he watched the collision between his most proud disciple and Xiangnan.

Two interesting boys!!

Re-activate the ball and the game continues.

Affected by the equalization, Chelsea's morale has been greatly boosted. The scene is no longer the situation where Manchester United took the initiative before scoring. The two sides started a tug-of-war, and the game was in a deadlock.^^^^

"Scholes passes the ball, Tevez breaks through, good example, Lampard shovels the ball out of the baseline..."

"Jocole's pass, Andre, g!!! Uh... Hargreaves intercepted the ball, Manchester United counterattacked, and Marklele shoveled the ball away from Cristiano Ronaldo's feet..."

Both sides strengthened their pressing in the midfield, and as soon as they were thrown, they immediately counterattacked. At this time, the players on the field were overturned, and the referee Lu Possie Michel had to stop the game one after another, and showed yellow cards to Marklele and Hargreaves, who were too active, to control the situation on the field.

Ferguson has sat safely on the coach's seat and seems to have no concern about the current situation on the court. In fact, the current scenes on the court have appeared many times in Premier League games, and neither Ferguson nor Grant are unfamiliar with them.

The Scots glanced at him and the Israelites, who were also sitting on the coach's seat and were not moving, narrowed their eyes thoughtfully.

Manchester United's assistant coach Mike Philan (ke-pln, and Chelsea's assistant coach Wilkins, both became the busiest people, and from time to time, they ran to Vladimir Rinak, the fourth official from Croatia, complaining that the referee's penalty was too indulgent to the opponent's bad foul!!

Uh... I have to say, poor fourth official...

Vladimir Rinak looked depressed and had to persuade the assistant coaches of both sides to go back. He couldn't help it. The brothers in Vladimir Rinak were just like an old monk meditating, putting on sunglasses without saying a word. It was really impossible. He pointed his finger at the referee Lu Poss Michel on the field, indicating that the person was the real owner...

Ferguson and Grant have not expressed any of their assistants' behavior. This is just a psychological battle between the two sides on the court. Although it has no effect, it is just that.^^    ^^

Both of them understood. The first half of the game was like this, so it was time to see the second half.

Croatian referee Lu Persian Michel made a short whistle, and the first half ended, Chelsea 1:1 Manchester United!

The players quickly passed the player passage and entered the locker room.

"Haha. It is conceivable that the Scots have to drive at full speed in the locker room. The famous hair dryer is about to start again.\\\\\\\" Old Mr. Wilson laughed.

Uh... I have to say, no matter how you look at this, it's all a gloating...

"Objectively speaking, Manchester United's performance in the first half was still very good. Before Andre's goal, he curbed Chelsea's attack well. In fact, Andre's goal relied on the flash of superstars." Reinkell analyzed more objectively about Manchester United's performance in the first half.

"It's a pity that the Scots don't think so, poorly Brown and Vidic..."

Uh... I have to say, the old man of Bai Rose, the powerful resentment... goes around."

"Nemania, your performance is even more like a piece of shit. In that kind of occasion, is it that your mind is full of women and alcohol?!!"

In the South locker room, the Scots roared and opened fire at Manchester United players like a super cannon.

Cannons are much better than hair dryers!!

No one dared to say anything. Whether it was the veteran captain Giggs who did not play for the bench, the team's captain Paul Scholes, or Cristiano Ronaldo.

In Manchester United's locker room, Sir Freud's authority is not to be provoked by anyone!!

Think about the rebellious Manchester United King, Cantona, who went to the Scots' hair dryer...

Imagine that once considered to be the irreplaceable Beckham of Manchester United...

"In the second half, control the midfield, don't let Chelsea get the ball easily, and don't give Lampard and Barack the opportunity to shoot long shots. In the first half, you did a good job, but in the second half, you should be more fierce. At this time, don't take into account any red and yellow cards, look at the trophy on the sidelines, he is yours!!"

"Fight it for me!! Blow off those guys who are raised by bitch!!"

"Wes, Nemania, in the second half, I don't want to see it again, that dark-haired guy has made a relaxed breakthrough!! Did you hear it? You two stupid guys are so stupid!

Brown nodded in a daze with a dark face, but was cursing in her heart, "A relaxed breakthrough? How could you think of it?"

Brown glanced at Vidic, who was also scolded by Ferguson, and the two nodded tacitly, understanding what they should do...

"Wayne, you and Carlos need to cooperate more." Ferguson glanced at Rooney and Tevez.

The two little fat men from Manchester United nodded.

"Cristiano!" Manchester United godfather glanced at his number 7, as if he wanted to see through the Portuguese, "Don't let that guy named Andre mess your stage!!"

"I need you to be more aggressive!!"

The Portuguese turned his head to the side and looked at the locker room window, his eyes becoming more gloomy...

Grant's arrangement is almost the same as Ferguson, which is to strengthen the pressing of the midfield in the second half and even foul.

This is the final!!

Complete battle of men!!

"Andre, you cooperated with Joe Cole in the middle and frontcourt in the second half." Grant arranged to move south in the second half, with appropriate position backwards, and made some small-scale cooperation with Chelsea No. 10, "try to create opportunities for Didier."

Sitting in the chair, the locker room at Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow was luxurious, and the seats were comfortable, reaching out to wipe the sweat from the forehead, panting heavily.

Xiang Nan nodded and expressed his understanding that if he wanted to shoot more comfortably in the second half, it would be unlikely to get a chance to shoot.

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No one can stop my desire for a championship!!!
Chapter completed!