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Chapter 110 The End of Chelsea's Old Boys: The Final Test for China's Chelsea!

"Thank goodness! After receiving some basic treatment from the team doctor, Su Hao is back on the sidelines! It looks like he can keep going."

"Yes, from the slow-motion replay, we can see that the moment Ramirez's shoe touched Su Hao's ankle, Su Hao made a protective movement by lifting his foot. It was this protective movement that prevented Su Hao from suffering greater damage!"

"However, I still think that to be on the safe side, Su Hao shouldn't insist on continuing. After all, there are still the Champions League knockout stages to come. If he forces himself to keep going just for the sake of the league..."

"You really should be careful. At this age, if you're not careful, you could very well suffer injuries that could affect your entire career."

The two commentators in the commentary booth were worried that Su Hao was just putting on a brave face.

Similarly, the three thousand Arsenal die-hards at Stamford Bridge looked at Su Hao, who had already stepped back onto the pitch at the referee's signal, with mixed feelings.

They desperately hope Su Hao is alright and can lead their team to defeat Chelsea, but they also fear that Su Hao is just putting on a brave face to beat Chelsea.

They've lost Wilshere, they've lost Vermaelen, they've lost Walcott.

They really don't want to see any of their players get injured again, especially their current favorite, Suarez from China!
Should I do it?

On the pitch, after Su Hao returned to the field, the referee urged Arsenal to quickly take the free kick that Ramirez had just delivered, which was not in a very good position.

After all, it was Su Hao who fought hard for the goal. Even though he was Wenger's designated first-choice penalty taker for the match, Podolski still asked Su Hao a question.

Free kick?
To be honest, Su Hao had indeed tried this thing during training. However, to Su Hao's disappointment, it seemed that his dead template predecessor wasn't very good at this thing when he was 18 years old.

Moreover, given his height and heading ability, he really doesn't have many opportunities to take free kicks.

"It's up to you to do it!"

After acknowledging Podolski's good intentions, Su Hao quickly squeezed into the already crowded Chelsea penalty area.

As soon as Su Hao entered, Ramirez, the one Mourinho had handpicked to follow him around, naturally came right after him.

After glancing at the dark-skinned Ramirez, Su Hao temporarily suppressed his temper and looked at the gesture that Podolski had already made.

Forward!

The direction of Greater Giroud.

Podolski's free throws were of high quality, but unfortunately, Chelsea's loyal captain John Terry was marking Giroud closely.

Given their completely different levels of individual ability, it was no surprise that Giroud was knocked off balance by Terry and watched helplessly as Terry headed the ball out of the penalty area.

Willian, who won the first ball, sent a long ball into Arsenal's backfield before Kanté could make a quick save.

Chelsea successfully defended against Arsenal's first attack.

This kind of rapid counter-attack, orchestrated by Terry and his entire defensive line through long clearances, interceptions, and tackles, became the most common sight in the first twenty minutes of the match.

Mourinho is too obsessed with defense.

Even after he was sent off the field, his players continued to play his unchanging 1-0 winning strategy.

However, even with a solid defense, Su Hao couldn't find any lethal passing lanes, and Chelsea's attack was indeed a bit difficult to handle!

Torres!
This former prodigy, one of the most formidable strikers of the Spanish Dream Dynasty, began his meteoric fall at Stamford Bridge for reasons unknown.

Not only was his ability to seize opportunities so poor that even his own home fans couldn't stand it, but whenever Kanté got close to him, Kanté was absolutely able to finish off Chelsea's attack!
And another key Chelsea player, Hazard.

This guy doesn't seem to have officially started accumulating Bernabéu false king experience cards yet, so even without Kanté's intervention, Arteta alone can successfully and Ramsey completely restrict the future king of football on the flanks.

And so, without any adjustments from the head coach, the two teams engaged in a pointless 20-minute back-and-forth offensive and defensive drill.

"The game is indeed looking a bit strange right now! Arsenal can't break through Chelsea's defense, and similarly, without daring to push forward aggressively, Chelsea hasn't had a chance to deliver a fatal blow to Arsenal! If this continues, it might just end in another draw!"

"Yes! That's right. Chelsea is indeed strong in defense but weak in attack this season. So far in the league, Chelsea, who are in fifth place, have only scored 60 goals, which is 34 fewer than Arsenal's 94 goals. However, Chelsea's goals conceded are also amazing, less than 24. This number is not only the best in the Premier League, but also firmly the best in the Bundesliga and La Liga!"

"Alright! Look, Arsenal are coming up again! Let's pass the ball to Su Hao, Oscar is marking him first."

Stamford Bridge Stadium, 24th minute of the match.

Just as Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun said, after once again relying on Kante's top-notch interception ability to end Chelsea's attack, Su Hao once again slowly advanced the ball into Chelsea's attacking heartland.

As soon as Su Hao crossed the center line, Mourinho's first line of defense pressed towards him with practiced ease.

However, facing the double attack from Torni and Oscar, Su Hao simply used his right foot to pass the ball to the left, and then accelerated in place to break through the encirclement of Torni and Oscar.

After Su Hao dribbled past the two, relying on the 100% teamwork bonus, Xiao Kankan smoothly pushed the ball forward and steadily sent it back to Su Hao's feet.

at this time!

Podolski and Ramsey on the left and right flanks have started to accelerate, and Giroud is also charging into Chelsea's penalty area, once again entangled with Terry, who has humiliated him countless times.

As expected, Su Hao, who was advancing at high speed, became entangled with Ramirez.

Everything seemed to be repeating itself from the previous twenty minutes.

However, just when everyone thought Chelsea's iron-clad defense could still stop Arsenal's attack, Su Hao, who would normally either create space for a long-range shot or pull the ball to the wing, used his powerful physique to hold off Ramires, seemingly about to break into Chelsea's penalty area.

Under Su Hao's aggressive advance, Gary Cahill, who was originally helping Terry defend Giroud in the penalty area, had no choice but to rush out of the penalty area to try to intercept Su Hao head-on.

Just as he started moving, Su Hao, who had been wrestling with Ramirez while dribbling the ball, suddenly stomped on the ball with the sole of his left foot and flicked it backward.

Just as Gary Cahill and Ramirez were about to close in on Su Hao, the football suddenly disappeared from their sight.

As the two looked up at the direction the football was rolling, Su Hao started moving again from his spot and darted between them.

"Wow! Beautiful!"

"Su Hao flicks the ball backwards, and Kanté receives it!"

"He chipped the ball over the goalkeeper before William could rush over!"

"That was a beautifully coordinated play!"

Kante's agile flick.

Huang Jianxiang, who had been silent for more than 20 minutes in the commentary booth, immediately came to life as if he had taken a big drag.

Meanwhile, in the stands at Stamford Bridge at the same time.

Even the seemingly unfazed Mourinho was so startled by the seamless teamwork of Su Hao and Kanté that he jumped up from his seat.

"This challenge has defeated Gary Cahill and Ramirez!"

"Su Hao!!!"

"Kante's lobbed pass landed perfectly in front of Su Hao!"

"Ashley Cole has stepped in!"

"Su Hao!!!"

"No problem, cut the ball diagonally with your left foot!"

"That dribble dodged Ashley Cole's final sliding tackle!"

"Push your left foot forward with the momentum!!!"

"They're inside!!!"

"Podolsky went in!!!"

Old Huang's voice was already trembling, preparing to roar.

As for the more than 3,000 Arsenal die-hard fans in the stands, they all jumped up from their seats and raised their hands high!
"Cech strikes!!!"

"Podolsky lifts his left foot!"

"Cech falls to the ground to block!"

"They didn't choose to shoot!"

"Podolski sent the ball back diagonally with his left foot!"

"Su Hao!"

"Shot into the far corner with your right foot!"

Inside Chelsea's penalty area.

Just as Huang Jianxiang shouted!
After Podolski selflessly spiked the ball back, there was no one left to stop Su Hao.

With a flick of his right foot, Su Hao easily sent the ball into the seemingly impenetrable corner of Chelsea's goal!
"Phew!!"

The referee, who was standing right next to the goal, blew his whistle without hesitation and pointed to the center circle with both hands to indicate that the goal was valid.

"pretty!!!"

"pretty!!!"

Goal!!!!

"The ball went in!!!"

"The match is in its 25th minute!"

"Arsenal have scored!!!"

"Su Hao!"

"At Stamford Bridge, Su Hao scored the first goal of the match!"

"Facing the ironclad defense of Chelsea built by Mourinho."

"Starting from the center circle, Su Hao and Kanté executed two absolutely dream-level, top-tier two-on-two plays in succession!"

"After penetrating deep into Chelsea's penalty area, he deftly evaded Ashley Cole's diving block, and then received a cutback pass from Podolski to deliver the final, decisive blow!"

"Absolutely beautiful Arsenal-style football!"

"From the center circle to Chelsea's goal, it took only seven passes for Arsenal to break down the defense of Chelsea, the most formidable team in the Premier League."

"1:0!!!"

Arsenal are in the lead!
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[This attack is just so satisfying to watch! Putting everything else aside, even though Nana doesn't have any championships or anything like that, these goals are definitely the most beautiful to watch in the top five leagues!]
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[Haha, you know what, Su Hao has only been at Arsenal for a few months, but this goal makes him look like he grew up in the Arsenal compound. That silky smooth short-range passing, wow, it's really a pleasure to watch.]
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[1-0! Another familiar 1-0 start. Damn it, if Chelsea manages to equalize again with their iron-fisted counter-attacks, I'm going to London to find a rope and hang myself in front of Arsenal!]
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Don't worry, this Chelsea team might not be reliable in other aspects, but betting on their under 2.5 goals is definitely a safe bet. After all, others can't score against them, and they themselves aren't capable of scoring against others!
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[Haha, the comment above really hit the nail on the head! Old Boys was such an exciting group back then, and what you've said about them is hilarious!]

Huang Jianxiang, in the commentary booth, finally let loose and roared wildly.

Meanwhile, on the field at the same time.

Su Hao, who successfully helped Arsenal change the score, was so excited that he rushed to Podolski, who had selflessly set up the ball for him.

With a standard big hug, Su Hao grabbed Podolski's buttocks and lifted him up.

Following Kante, Ramsey, and Arteta.
All of Arsenal's attacking players stood inside Chelsea's penalty area and celebrated unrestrainedly.

Even though Giroud hadn't participated in the attack, he smiled and winked at the Chelsea captain, who had been too busy watching him to intercept Su Hao, before striding into the Arsenal celebration group.

And after squeezing next to Su Hao, he said with a sly grin, "Su! Did you see that? My top-notch pulling ability!"

"Keep an eye on that guy! What are you daydreaming about?"

Arsenal unexpectedly stole a goal from him, and as captain, Terry was naturally a little angry and questioned Ramirez, who had been keeping a close eye on Su Hao.

Ramirez was speechless when he heard his captain's question.

That ball just now, you make it sound so easy, who would have thought that kid would pull something like that?

With a flick of his foot, he sent the ball flying through the air to the short guy behind him.

This is exactly how you play on a streetball court. If such a miraculous shot appears in an official match, what can he do?
Is he going to kick this guy from behind again?
0: 1!

The score deficit caused the previously boisterous Stamford Bridge stadium to fall silent.

However, to the disappointment of many reporters who had started recording immediately after the manager went to the stands, the manager did not fly into a rage as they had expected after such an unexpected goal conceded.

On the contrary, the madman calmly put his hands in his pockets and sat back down in the chair.

Has the madman changed his ways?
The reporters were wondering what was going on when something happened that almost made everyone burst out laughing.

Yes, the seemingly calm madman had actually unlocked his phone with his own hand after sitting down, and Mourinho even played a game of Mission Impossible by blindly sending text messages.

It's like the madman forgot that the light from his unlocked phone could clearly see through his black pants.

As a result, his act of blindly sending text messages was caught red-handed by the FA staff member standing next to him, who had already warned him several times.

Then, the madman's phone was confiscated by the staff as evidence.

It was at this point that the madman finally stopped pretending and started arguing with the FA staff again.

Mourinho is playing a game of Mission: Impossible.

Not far away, watching his teammate Su Hao deliver such a brilliant goal, the professor was naturally beaming with satisfaction as he celebrated with his fans.

Especially after seeing Mourinho argue with the staff again, the professor added fuel to the fire by applauding in Mourinho's direction.

Forehead.
After all, he was their own manager. Although the situation was a little embarrassing, the more than 40,000 Chelsea fans still sent Wenger their most heartfelt greetings amidst his purely provocative applause.

However, the professor, who had been greeted by these people countless times in London, didn't seem to feel anything at all.

On the contrary, the professor seemed to morbidly enjoy listening to those furious insults!
Less than halftime, they were leading by one goal.

Under these circumstances, Chelsea's interim manager, Matthew Boumson, had no choice but to change Chelsea's tactics without receiving a text message from Mourinho.

No longer confined to a coordinated counter-attack down the flanks, Baumson urged the young Hazard to continue using his familiar left flank to create opportunities for Lampard, Oscar, and others in the center through breakthroughs.

The game restarted.

indeed!

During this period, Hazard possessed what can be considered top-tier individual attacking ability in the Premier League.

Even now, Hazard's 1v1 success rate is the highest in the entire Premier League.

The problem is, that's because Hazard didn't have Kanté.

With almost no advantage in height, center of gravity, agility, or physical attributes, Hazard suddenly realized that Arsenal, this small, dark-skinned player, was like his natural nemesis.

In the 31st minute of the match, following Baumson's instructions, Hazard used his speed and change of direction to break through the double encirclement of Ramsey and Giroud on the left wing. Before he could even cut inside, he was brought down on the grass by Kanté, who was rushing over at high speed, with a textbook sliding tackle.

After getting up, Hazard raised his hands to indicate that Kante had fouled him, but the referee ignored him completely and simply pushed his hands forward to indicate that the game should continue.

"Hazard has finally met his match! And you know what, Kanté's abilities are a perfect counter to Hazard."

"Oscar and Hazard lost their connection due to Suarez's interception. Lampard does seem to be getting old this season, and with Hazard being so closely marked by Kanté, Chelsea's attack is indeed somewhat passive!"

"Hey! The counterattack is here!"

"After Kante made the interception, he still passed the ball directly to Su Hao's feet as usual."

"Podolski on the left wing, Ramsey on the right wing!"

"Giroud is also sprinting with all his might!"

"no problem!"

"Faced with Lampard's immediate challenge, Su Hao deftly changed direction and directly bypassed Lampard!"

"At 35, my reaction time is definitely not what it used to be!"

"Su Hao! He's still advancing at high speed!"

"Ramires is coming over, but instead of going head-to-head, Su Hao passed the ball diagonally to Ramsey after he made a diagonal run!"

"The two have switched places!"

"Su Hao has moved to the side!"

At Stamford Bridge!
The moment Su Hao dribbled the ball into Chelsea's left flank.

Arsenal fans, who had witnessed countless times Su Hao deliver top-notch rainbow assists to Giroud and Podolski here, naturally roared with excitement immediately.

Similarly, Chelsea's defenders, who had been repeatedly instructed by their manager before the match, all rushed into the penalty area as if facing a formidable enemy after Su Hao moved to the wing, focusing their attention on Podolski and Giroud.

However, just as Chelsea instantly set up their aerial defense, Su Hao, who had clearly raised his right leg as if to pass the ball, suddenly pulled it back and, before Lampard could frantically close in, diagonally passed the ball across. Ramsey!
Ramsey received the ball at the edge of the penalty area and, at Su Hao's signal, flicked it into the penalty area with his toe.

At the same time, Su Hao had already used his body to forcefully push past Chelsea's full-back Ivanovic and rushed into Chelsea's penalty area, controlling the ball with an absolutely elegant chest control.

"pretty!!!"

"Ramsey delivered a beautiful pass!"

"Su Hao!"

"A chest stop, and the football is unloaded!"

Before the ball even hit the ground, he flicked it out with his right foot in mid-air!

"Not Giroud from the front!"

"It's not Ramsey either!!!"

"Kant!!!"

"Kante is charging up from the back!"

"Su Hao delivered a precise tap-in to the unmarked Kanté!"

A powerful shot!

"pretty!!!"

"pretty!!!"

"The second one!!!"

"That's the second one!!!"

"2:0!!!"

"2:0!!!"

"It's still the dream performance of the golden duo, Su Hao and Kanté!"

"Kante's steal!"

"Su Hao's final, absolutely top-notch, perfect assist!"

"Kante has scored his third Premier League goal of the season!"

"2-0! Arsenal have taken a 2-0 lead before halftime!"

Huang Jianxiang, in the commentary booth, shouted excitedly again.

Kante, inside the Chelsea penalty area, only rushed excitedly into Su Hao's arms after confirming the referee's signal that the goal was valid.

A goal?

That's something every player dreams of.

Even for someone who puts everything into defense!

"Thank you, Su!"

Kante is an honest man; he doesn't celebrate passionately.

All he knows is this!

Without Su Hao, the more than 3,000 Arsenal die-hard fans in the stands wouldn't have been cheering his name so wildly.

Even heroes grow old!

Stamford Bridge remains the same Stamford Bridge stadium filled with inspiring stories.

The faces left on the field are still familiar to everyone.

The 34-year-old captain, Terry, stood there dumbfounded, watching the young Arsenal players celebrate.

That Chinese guy, Su, seems to be only 17 years old?
And that guy named Kant, he's only 22 years old, isn't he?
Looking at that almost youthful face, the 34-year-old Iron-Blooded Captain suddenly had a feeling that he really seemed to have aged.

He had just guessed that the Chinese Su might cooperate with Ramsey in a small-scale operation, but even though he guessed it, his legs prevented him from appearing in front of that guy immediately.

Yes, not only himself, but also his old friend who was easily overtaken by this young man in midfield.

He was sprinting with all his might, but he still couldn't catch up with his 17-year-old self.

I looked up and gazed at the familiar Stamford Bridge stadium.

Terry suddenly remembered the scene from two years ago!
Haha!

I remember that time.
This group of people was called the Old Boys!

The head coach was sent off.

The midfield defense was completely overwhelmed by the young duo of Suhao and Kanté!

Hazard, who is seen as the future, seems to have encountered an insurmountable limitation.

Oscar was unable to break free from Suarez's entanglement, and Torres has had no standout moments since the start of the match.

Everything seemed to be telling all those who deeply loved that shade of blue that times have changed and the story of the old boy has come to a complete end.

At halftime, a clueless Baumson could only mimic Mourinho's previous actions and replace the underperforming Torres with the equally aging Eto'o.

They replaced Wilhelm with André Schürrle, who had just returned from injury, in an attempt to launch a final counterattack.

However, unlike Baumson, who only knew how to imitate, Steve, who had followed Wenger for nearly ten years, perfectly guessed his boss's intentions.

Replace Podolski with Chamberlain to strengthen the defense on the flanks!

then
Arsenal, playing almost exactly as they had planned, completely ended the suspense of the match shortly after the start of the second half.

The 54th minute of the game.

Chelsea, who pressed forward relentlessly, were unable to penetrate Arsenal's penalty area and could only end their attack with a long-range shot from Lampard.

However, the 35-year-old Lampard seems to have lost his former power.

A shot taken with all one's might was caught by Szczesny, who was in position, and he caught it firmly in his arms.

It was this long-range shot that allowed Szczesny to once again complete a dream connection with Su Hao.

With a long kick, Szczesny sent the ball towards Su Hao, who had already started his sprint.

Ramirez charged forward head-on, disregarding everything.

Then, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, Su Hao showed no mercy and directly rammed his body into Ramirez.

With a powerful balance attribute of 92, Su Hao landed steadily on the grass, while Ramirez was knocked down and fell directly onto the grass!

As for the football that was just above the two men, it was easily flicked by Su Hao and sent to Chamberlain's feet as he made a crazy run down the left flank.

"It's coming!"

“Here we go again!”

"Wallace Chamberlain!!!"

"Chamberlain, who just came on the court, is very fast!"

"Terry charged up!"

"No hard tackles, just pass the ball sideways!"

"Kant!!!"

"Kant went in!"

Is this a sign of a second marriage?

"Facing Cech's attack!!"

"Kante didn't choose to shoot!"

"He also passed the ball by turning to the side!"

"Ramsey!!!"

"The third one!!!"

"The third one!!!"

"The ball went in!!!"

"3:0!!"

"3:0!!!"

"Ramsey has scored Arsenal's third goal!"

"it's over!"

"It's a foregone conclusion!"

A frenzied roar, the passionate screams of over three thousand people!
Stamford Bridge fell completely silent.

The Chelsea die-hards who had been furiously hurling insults at the professor stopped and sat down quietly.

At that moment, Mourinho's image appeared on the big screen, whether intentionally or not by the live broadcast director.

His hair was already streaked with white, and his posture was no longer as upright as it used to be.

With the score at 3-0, the madman seemed to have lost his arrogance.

With his right leg planted on the pitch railing, he covered his mouth with his left hand and looked forlornly at the Arsenal youths celebrating wildly on the pitch!
They are leading by 3 goals, and there are still a few days left in the Champions League knockout stage.

So even if the professor didn't send any notes.

In the 70th minute of the match, Steve played two cards directly.

Midfield maestro Su Hao and Ramsey, who scored a goal, were substituted.

Even more shameless than Wenger, Steve went straight for Mathieu Flamini and Francis Coquelin, both pure defensive players who had returned from loan.

It was the appearance of these two players that turned the already uninteresting match into a complete waste of time.

Samuel Eto'o, nicknamed "Cheetah," was playing a game of poaching with Mertesacker in the penalty area, while Eden Hazard continued his one-on-one battles with Kanté. As for the newly substituted André Schürrle, he made a few impressive breakthroughs on the wing.

However, his crosses were completely harmless and were cleared out of the penalty area by Mertesacker and Koscielny.

that's it!
After twenty minutes of agonizing waiting for both teams' fans, the referee couldn't wait any longer and blew the final whistle to end the match!
"The match is over!"

"3:0!!"

"This is the end!"

"Su Hao has one goal and one assist, while Kante has one goal and two assists and successfully neutralized Chelsea's winger Hazard on the defensive end!"

"Arsenal defeated Chelsea and secured three points at Stamford Bridge!"

"This is also Wenger's first victory in eight matches against Mourinho's Chelsea since 04!"

"It's not easy!"

"And hey, Zhan Jun, do you think this match can be considered a victory for the professor? After all, he and Mourinho both watched the game from the stands as spectators!"

"Haha! So it seems like Wenger didn't really win? But at least he got 3 points. Manchester City won, but in the next round they'll face Mourinho's Chelsea. Mourinho will definitely have to fight hard to break into the top four and secure a Champions League spot. Manchester City also wants to win the title. In short, this year's Premier League is really exciting. It looks like the outcome won't be decided until the very last round!"

"The Champions League is just a few days away. Let's see if Wenger can magically lead Arsenal over the mountain that is Real Madrid!"

"Well, I think it's unlikely. After all, Real Madrid rotated all 11 of their players in this match!"

"Arsenal is just too poor! If they had a squad as deep as Real Madrid's, they might actually have a chance to compete for the Champions League this year!"

Stamford Bridge Stadium.

The game is over!

But the two who came down from the stands did not end their war.

Although the staff managed to pull the two apart, preventing them from clashing head-on, they resumed their full-blown confrontation with the reporters' microphones.

"What professor? He's a complete fraud, a loser! He provoked me with despicable means, causing us to lose the game. He's never beaten me in the previous seven matches, and this time, it doesn't count as him winning either!"

Sure enough, without standing on the bench to witness the defeat, Mourinho simply wouldn't admit that he had lost to the professor he hated the most.

On the other hand, facing the reporters' cameras, Wenger didn't hold back in criticizing Mourinho for failing to bring Chelsea a victory.

"He has been abandoned by the times, as you have all seen. His games are always 0-0. His game is as ugly as his soul. Ramirez's foul at the very beginning of the game is the best proof of that. I will appeal to the FA. Such a foul on a talented young player is pure murder, and Mourinho is the executioner who committed that murder!"

From the competition venue to the post-match press conference.

The two of them kept arguing until the very end.

Of course, in such a tense situation, any symbolic handshake is out of the question.

"Haha, the first MVP! Aren't you going to treat everyone to a nice meal tonight?"

At the press conference, the professor was still shouting at Mourinho, exchanging barbs from a distance.

Meanwhile, in the locker room, the Arsenal players were all beaming with joy as Kanté held his MVP trophy.

From a Ligue 2 team to a Premier League MVP, to be honest, even though he's holding the trophy right now, Kanté still can't quite believe what he's seeing.

"Ok!"

Faced with the crowd's encouragement, the shy Kanté readily agreed. After all, he had already drunk countless tons of wine from Arteta for free, so even if his salary was meager, he had to treat him to a meal in return, right?
However, while everyone had high hopes, the professor, upon returning to the locker room, ruthlessly shattered their dreams.

There's no other way, because the Champions League knockout stage is just around the corner, and Real Madrid, who have had more than a week of rest, will officially arrive in London tomorrow.

Facing a Galacticos team that is far superior to Arsenal in both preparation and overall team strength.

How could the professor possibly allow these young people, who already have extremely poor self-control, to waste their energy at some worthless place?
Although it was said before the match that if the team lost, they would have to go directly to the base to prepare for the next match, the professor had to go back on his word when he saw his teammates with red eyes!
Ever since!
Amidst a chorus of complaints, the Arsenal youngsters were all packed up by the manager and put on a bus, heading straight back to their home training ground.

Wenger stayed up all night to begin a new round of preparations.

Meanwhile, in Madrid, Spain, at the same time.

Ancelotti, who usually doesn't like working overtime, unusually kept his coaching staff until the early hours of the morning.

With Arsenal having secured four away goals, even Ancelotti dared not be careless anymore.

"The most important thing is still defending against that Su!"

"Khedira or Casemiro, let's decide tonight!"

Yes, this is still the question that Ancelotti has been agonizing over for five whole days.

After Khedira was tormented by Su Hao's agile movement in the previous round, Ancelotti also tried his best to figure out how to limit this troublesome Su Hao.

"Boss! I think that with that guy running around like that, we have nowhere to attack. Instead of thinking about how to limit him, why don't we make him put all his energy into defense?"

A sudden remark from the technical consultant gave Ancelotti a much-needed boost after he had been agonizing over the matter for so many days.

Yes!

Why does he keep trying to figure out who should guard that guy one-on-one?
This is the Emirates Stadium. As long as Real Madrid puts enough attacking pressure on them, what will happen?

He simply didn't need to pay any attention to number 11 who was running around everywhere.

Fight an all-out offensive!
He simply doesn't believe his Real Madrid can capsize again.
P.S.: Waaaaah, it's so painful to be typing in a hospital where I can't smoke.

I'm begging for monthly votes, though I'm too ashamed to ask for them!

(End of this chapter)