What kind of football player is handsome?

Chapter 51 We are the champions!! The championship rewards have been announced! Is this the start of

There are a few ironclad rules in the world of football that cannot be broken.

One of the rules is that you must never touch the trophy before the final match.

Victims in parallel universes include, but are not limited to: Kaka, Gattuso, Tymoshchuk, Payet, and Dare.

The second rule is never to assume that a 3-0 lead at halftime means the game is won.

The victims include, but are not limited to: Kaka and Gattuso.

I don't mean to criticize Milan, but rather to state a fact: I will not do anything that might trigger "football mysticism".

Otherwise, it will become like the five-point saga that proclaimed victory with the declaration "We will win," turning into a 2.5-point saga.

After switching sides, the Blue Foxes continued to unleash their full firepower.

Some Happy Bean players began to show their displeasure.

They are not Swansea supporters.

They might not even be able to name three Swansea players.

But the points of discomfort are the same.

Without exception, they all bet on Leicester City to win by a narrow margin.

After all, even the most optimistic fans could not have predicted that this highly anticipated playoff would end with Leicester City winning by a wide margin.

56 minutes.

Vassell's breakthrough was poorly executed.

The referee in charge, Mike Dean, one of the "Fantastic Four" who has caused countless Arsenal fans to jump up and curse, decisively pointed to the penalty spot.

Andy King, who was supposed to take the penalty kick, picked up the ball and gestured for Liu Yi to take it.

"Liu, come here!"

Liu Yi thought for a moment and declined Andy King's offer.

Goals scored in the playoffs are not counted in the goal leaderboard.

Otherwise, he would already be in the top three of the Championship scoring charts.

Even if they only played for half a season.

Andy King then asked Vassell.

Self-produced and self-sold?

Vasser shook his head, clutching his aching ankle.

"that……"

Pogba scratched the tuft of his signature blue hair on his head.

"Can I try?"

Andy King tossed the ball to Pogba: "Here you go!"

He's been very comfortable playing alongside this French lad for the past half-season.

Leicester probably won't be able to keep him either.

Consider it a parting gift.

Pogba stands in front of the penalty spot.

Legs spread apart.

His eyes were fixed on De Vries.

The Swansea goalkeeper jumped back and forth in front of the goal line, waving his arms.

On the one hand, it interferes with Pogba's judgment.

On the one hand, it was also to cover up the nervousness in my heart.

If this game really turns into a draw, my meager net worth of 80 will be halved!

Pogba slowly started his run-up.

De Vries failed to catch any inclinations and could only choose one direction to lunge towards.

Boom!

A light, delicate touch of the ball.

The football curved effortlessly through the air.

The ball landed right where De Vries had been standing – right in the middle of the goal.

A penalty kick with a spoon!

"This ball is in!!"

"Panen penalty kick!!"

"4-0! Leicester City have secured the victory with a 99.99% certainty!"

"Pogba!"

"Another prodigy from Carrington!"

"They'll shine just as brightly tonight!"

"After tonight, their names will resound throughout the British Isles!"

De Vries.

He remained in the position of diving to save the ball.

The lawn was so cold, but he had no desire to get up.

Like Sui Weijie, the "Water Drinker," he seems to have transformed into a stone statue contemplating the meaning of life.

Eriksson finally couldn't hold back any longer.

With a loud "Awoo!"

The 63-year-old Swedish coach sprinted along the sidelines toward the celebrating players.

The Three Lions' dismal departure.

The Blue Moon Legion was brimming with confidence.

Exotic trials in Mexico and Ivory Coast.

That's all in the past!

Premier League!

I'm back!

The teaching assistant behind him followed closely.

"Boss! Boss!"

"Your wig fell off!!"

the other side.

Knowing that the game was lost, Swansea manager Monk opted to bring on two forwards, Luke Moore and Craig Beatty.

As it turns out, bringing these two up was just to experience the atmosphere of the finals.

The shadow of being down 0-4 lingered, and Swansea players' movements began to falter.

Unforced errors are becoming increasingly common.

Kasper Schmeichel, making excellent saves and getting stronger with each game.

The few threats were all neutralized by the "second-generation rich kid"!

Time passed second by second.

Injury time...

Four minutes!

The Blue Fox fans in the stands had all stood up.

"Leicester City are just four minutes away from the playoff title!"

Dean kept checking his watch like an office worker who didn't want to stay at work for even a second.

93: 59!

Three whistles sounded!

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

In the center of the stadium.

On the bench.

Top of the stands.

At home, in bars, in squares... and countless Leicester residents standing on the streets experienced an emotional climax at this moment.

If someone is nearby, they will hug each other and cry.

If there's no one around, just transform into a werewolf and howl to the sky.

There are no guardrails or barbed wire fences.

The enthusiastic fans rushed directly from the stands onto the field.

The security personnel were already used to it and didn't bother to stop them.

There's nothing we can do; it's the same every year.

Anyway, Uncle Hat will be coming in soon.

As long as it doesn't escalate into a mass incident, it's fine.

Kasper Schmeichel, Andy King, and others were quickly overwhelmed by the fans.

Liu Yi was the furthest away.

Because the attacking third is in Swansea's half of the penalty area.

I glanced at the empty stands of the Welsh team.

Anyway, they've all run away, so if all else fails, they can just hide in the stands.

Who can withstand this Train to Busan-like intensity?!

I wonder if they were infected by the frenzied atmosphere.

Liu Yi hesitated for a moment, then decisively turned around and faced the fans who were rushing towards him.

"six!!"

Countless fans, filled with happiness and love, surrounded him, tossing the young player who had orchestrated the miracle of his rise into the air and then quickly stripping him of all his clothes.

"Hello!"

"Where are my jersey and shorts?!"

"Why did they take the sneakers too?!"

"Ah, this... this can't be moved!!"

After a moment of chaos, Liu Yi found himself riding on the back of a tall, burly Lester loyalist.

She also had a Fox City scarf draped over her shoulders.

that's it!

Amid cheers, Liu Yi basked in the adoration of the entire stadium.

A blue and white Leicester City flag was handed to him without his noticing.

Liu Yi gripped the flagpole tightly and swung it upwards with a sudden thrust!

Wave it in the wind!

The Leicester City crest fluttered in the London night sky.

"Leicester!!"

Liu Yi's furious roar drew a wild response from the fans.

Countless voices converged into a single word, exploding across the stadium like thunder.

"go ahead!!"

It lasted for a full half hour.

The fans, still wanting more, were then ushered back to the stands by the hat-wearing uncles.

In the center of the field.

The award ceremony stage has been set up.

The classic melody of "We Are the Champions" begins.

FA Chairman David Bernstein and Leicester City legend and striker Gary Lineker presented awards to Leicester City players.

As the "Football Gentleman" placed the medal symbolizing the playoff champion on Liu Yi's body, he bowed slightly.

"I made a bet with Allan that if you ever score more than twenty goals in a single Premier League season, he'll give me five hundred pounds!"

Liu Yi raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a half-smile.

Twenty goals in a single season?

Alan Shearer is still too conservative.

After all, he can make a fortune after winning the Championship!

The second silver badge...

And, unlock the second template!!

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The revelry continued all the way into the locker room.

The old folks have families to support, so naturally they want to spend their remaining time sharing their joys with their loved ones.

The young men decided on the spot to party at a local London nightclub.

After all, the boss, Vichai, promised to spend lavishly.

Liu Yi only played in the first half; he fled with Pogba in the second half.

We must be wary of those who offer themselves up without expecting anything in return.

He didn't want to be written into anecdotes like Jimmy Page and Mick Jagger. (1)

Moreover, London is the home base of The Sun, and the paparazzi are like secret police, knowing everything about the players, from fish and chips to the best French food in the world (2).

Pogba wanted to relax for a bit, but Liu Yi dragged him away.

The young man was completely subdued by the simple phrase, "I promised your mom and Mino I would take care of you."

Back at the hotel.

Taking advantage of the time he was taking a shower, Liu Yi finally had time to access the system panel.

A thought subtly stirred within me.

The semi-transparent system panel slowly unfolds.

On the left is a silver treasure chest.

On the right, a thick, impenetrable black mist hangs in the air, with a shimmering silver question mark faintly visible at its center.

I hesitated for a moment.

Liu Yi stretched his hand to the left.

Just a gentle touch.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Arjen Robben "Violent Cut Inside" Silver Badge!]

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(1) Jimmy Page: guitarist for Led Zeppelin; Mick Jagger: lead singer for The Rolling Stones. Bone and flesh band members can be allies among rock band members, sometimes even without caring...you know.

(2) It is well known that the best French food in the world is in Britain.

P.S.: The Championship chapter has ended. Thank you all for your strong support! I'd like to ask for more monthly tickets and recommendations!

P.S.: Go China U23 tonight!