After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

"Liverpool's attack! Salah crosses! Origi tries to get to the ball! Oh dear, just a little short!" Zhan Jun said.

"Mane cuts inside! Shoots! But Monreal blocks it with his body! A crucial defensive play!" the British commentator exclaimed.

Martinez became Arsenal's most solid barrier in front of the goal, making numerous saves to defuse dangerous situations.

Cancelo and Monreal also bravely blocked shots in the penalty area, and Pepe made several crucial header clearances.

Madison and Rodri were forming a barrier with their bodies.

In the 67th minute, Liverpool launched an attack down the left flank. Mane used his speed to break past Cancelo's defense and cut into the penalty area, ready to cross or shoot!

"Mane! Danger! He's in the penalty area!"

Just at this critical moment, a red and white figure came chasing back at high speed from the side and rear.

Yan Yuan seized the opportunity and, with a clean and swift sliding tackle, precisely poked the ball out of bounds from Mane's feet!

"Yan Yuan chased back into the penalty area! A crucial tackle! A clearance! Absolutely crucial! He saved the team!" the British commentator exclaimed. "Look at the distance he covered! From the opponent's penalty area to his own! He was everywhere! That's the responsibility of a captain!"

Yan Yuan's tackle during the defensive play greatly boosted his teammates' morale.

Arsenal, united as one, used their physical strength to withstand wave after wave of Liverpool's fierce attacks.

The match entered its most brutal, hand-to-hand combat phase.

In the 71st minute, Arsenal withstood Liverpool's fiercest counter-attack and finally won the ball back in their own half.

After several passes, the ball reached Yan Yuan, who had retreated to the right edge of his own penalty area to receive it.

However, Liverpool's players pounced on them like hungry wolves.

Henderson pressed aggressively from the front, and double-teamed Yan Yuan from the flanks. Left-back Robertson also quickly moved inside, and the three of them instantly formed a tight encirclement, trapping Yan Yuan in a narrow space near the sideline.

Their intentions are clear:

Either intercept the ball and launch a counter-attack on the spot, or force Yan Yuan to make a mistake or pass back to the goalkeeper, creating a dangerous situation!

"Yan Yuan is in danger! He's been surrounded by three Liverpool players! There's so little space in this deep position!" Zhang Lu said.

It is in dire straits that true heroes emerge.

Yan Yuan once again demonstrated his extraordinary imagination, broad vision, and unbelievable skills.

Facing Henderson charging head-on, Yan Yuan remained completely calm.

He gently pulled the ball to the left with his right foot, seemingly looking for space to break through, and Henderson's center of gravity shifted accordingly.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Yuan's left foot flashed over the ball and executed a backflip.

The ball deftly slipped between Henderson's outstretched legs, and Henderson was cleanly and decisively beaten!

But the crisis is not over.

Shaqiri and Robertson had already covered the defensive positions, one on the left and one on the right, blocking all of Yan Yuan's forward routes and passing angles.

The space is even smaller now.

Just when everyone thought Yan Yuan could only choose to pass back or clear the ball with a long kick, he made another amazing move!

Facing a double-team, he leaned back slightly, stabilized his foot, raised his right foot, and gently placed the sole of his foot on the top of the ball.

then,

He used the rotation of his body and the power from his calves,

Flick the ball forward from behind you!

This lob pass is different from a regular instep pass.

The ball speed is not fast, but the arc is extremely high, and the trajectory is unpredictable, with a certain amount of spin and a clear sense of direction.

This is a skill rarely seen in professional matches: the "Mexican wide-brimmed hat" style lob!

The ball gracefully sailed over the heads of a stunned Shaqiri and Robertson, who leaped to intercept with a header but missed by a hair's breadth.

It landed precisely in the wide-open space behind Liverpool's defense!

And there, a black lightning bolt had already been activated!

Aubameyang beat the offside trap!

He surged forward at high speed, and just as the ball was falling, before it even hit the ground, he leaped into the air near the penalty spot!

The body fully stretched out in the air.

With your back to the goal,

He executed a side-spin backflip that was stretched to the extreme!

"Aubameyang!!! A bicycle kick!!!" Commentators around the world stood up at that moment.

Bang!

The ball, like a cannonball, struck Aubameyang's instep squarely and hurtled toward the goal with tremendous force!

Alisson made a save attempt, but the bicycle kick was so close and the angle so tricky that he could only watch the ball helplessly.

"Goal!!!! Aubameyang! A stunning bicycle kick! 3-1! Arsenal extend their lead! The winning goal!" Zhan Jun's voice was hoarse.

"My God! That goal! That assist! Yan Yuan! He dribbled past one of the three defenders with his signature move, then flicked the ball over both of their heads with an imaginative Mexican wide-brimmed hat! What vision and skill! Aubameyang's bicycle kick was equally spectacular! This was a beautiful assist! Yan Yuan dominated this game!" Zhan Jun praised Yan Yuan lavishly.

The Arsenal fans' chants echoed through the sky.

Aubameyang excitedly rushed to the sidelines and celebrated with a knee slide!

Professor Wenger embraced his assistant tightly on the sidelines!

This goal almost killed the game.

However, Liverpool, a team whose motto is "Never Walk Alone," has an indomitable spirit flowing in its blood.

Just 3 minutes later, in the 83rd minute.

Liverpool did not collapse; they quickly organized an attack.

Arnold received a pass from his teammate on the right wing, made a slight adjustment, and delivered a precise 45-degree cross!

The ball was fast and flat, flying straight towards the far post of the Arsenal penalty area.

Origi appeared like a ghost in the crowd.

He shook off Monreal's close marking and, between the penalty spot and the six-yard box line, made a diving save!

A powerful headbutt!

"Origi's header!" the commentator shouted.

The ball slammed into the near corner of the goal like a heavy hammer.

Martinez reacted quickly, but the distance was too close and the angle too tricky.

Although his fingertips touched the ball, he couldn't stop it from flying into the net.

"Goal!!! Origi!! The killer at the crucial moment! 3-2! Liverpool pull one back! The suspense of the game is back! The Reds never give up!" Zhan Jun's voice was filled with amazement and tension.

Klopp celebrated wildly by pumping his fist on the sidelines.

The Red Army fans' stands came alive instantly.

3-2!

There are only a few minutes left in the game.

Everything is possible!

In the final moments, with only 5 minutes remaining in the game...

Liverpool launched a full-scale attack.

The entire team pressed forward, with even goalkeeper Alisson rushing into the Arsenal penalty area to participate in a corner kick attack.

This is a true fight to the death!

"Liverpool corner! Alisson's coming up too! This is our last chance!"

The corner kick is taken! Chaos erupts in the penalty area! Players and horses tumble and fall!

At the crucial moment, Yan Yuan, who is 187 cm tall, demonstrated his air superiority ability!

Although Yan Yuan is a forward.

But this doesn't mean his defensive ability is poor.

His ability to defend high balls is especially impressive and is one of his specialties.

Pepe and Cancelo helped tie down Van Dijk and Matip.

Yan Yuan had already leaped high into the air; his jumping height was still terrifying. He overpowered Shaqiri beside him and forcefully headed the ball out of the crowd.

Rhodes was already prepared on the outskirts of the crowd.

A long kick sent the ball flying.

"Yan Yuan successfully headed the ball away! Rodri kicks it long!" the commentator exclaimed.

The ball flew towards the midfield.

Waiting there for a long time was Arsenal's attacking midfielder, Martin Ødegaard.

He keenly observed the area ahead, noting that Liverpool's backline was wide open due to the entire team pushing forward.

Saka is accelerating down the left flank; he's faster and closer to the goal!

Odegaard did not stop the ball to adjust.

He met the incoming ball with the outside of his left foot, sending a long, low pass to the left with just the right amount of power and arc.

The ball seemed to have eyes, soaring over the heads of all the defenders and landing precisely on the huge gap on the left side of Liverpool's half!

"Odegaard passed the ball! Saka has found it! An opportunity! A one-on-one chance!" Zhan Jun shouted.

Saka shot off like an arrow, leaving Liverpool's last tracking defender far behind.

He easily controlled the ball, dribbled it straight in, and faced the empty goal.

Alisson is still unable to get back into position in Arsenal's penalty area!

This is the price of indulging in attack.

"Saka! One-on-one! Facing an open goal! He's about to shoot! Is the game over?!" The British commentator was already preparing to celebrate.

Saka only adjusted slightly to the right.

Then he hit a high-quality curved shot with his right foot.

"Saka scores into an empty net!!! Goal! 4-2!!!! It's the game over! Arsenal have secured the victory!" The British commentator's voice was filled with excitement and emotion. "Odegaard's decision, Saka's finishing touch! And the clearances from the other Arsenal players—this is a testament to teamwork!"

The moment the ball rolled into the empty net, the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium became a sea of ​​celebration for Arsenal fans.

During the remaining garbage time, neither team scored again.

Red and white fireworks burst in the stands.

The players hugged each other wildly!

The substitutes and coaching staff all rushed onto the field!

"Beep—beep—beep——————!!!"

Referee Chakir finally blew the final whistle!

The long and fierce battle has come to an end!

The British commentator roared.

"Match over! Full time! Arsenal are the champions! Champions League champions! They beat the mighty Liverpool 4-2!"

Arsenal, who have never been relegated in history, ended their 133-year Champions League drought tonight!

This season, Arsenal finally achieved their status as a top club – a magnificent unbeaten season!!! Great Arsenal!!!

Professor Wenger! He has accomplished one of the greatest achievements of his coaching career! And the brightest star tonight, without a doubt, is their captain, the 19-year-old prodigy, Yan Yuan!

Two goals, an assist worthy of being recorded in history, and a magical dribble!

He continued to dominate the final! He made the world remember his name, and he made the world remember Arsenal's name! Congratulations to Arsenal! Congratulations to the Gunners! They are the champions of the 2018-2019 UEFA Champions League!

On the electronic scoreboard, the score was displayed in bright red: Arsenal 4 - Liverpool.

After the match,

The stadium is a completely different world.

Liverpool's half was filled with a suffocating somber mood and dejection.

The red figure either collapsed to his knees on the grass, covering his face with his hands, letting sweat and tears mingle.

Or they stand with their hands on their hips, staring blankly at their wildly celebrating opponents, their eyes vacant;

Salah kept his head down and tugged at his jersey.

Even the iron-willed center-back Virgil van Dijk couldn't hide his fatigue and frustration. He walked over to Firmino, patted the Brazilian on the shoulder, and offered words of comfort.

Captain Henderson, suppressing his immense disappointment, walked towards each of his dejected teammates, embraced them, and whispered something, trying to salvage his last shred of dignity.

Klopp stood on the sidelines, looking somewhat dejected.

His gaze was complicated as he looked at the boiling white ocean.

Finally, he took a deep breath, walked to his coaching bench, and prepared to fulfill his final duties.

Salute to the victors.

Even in the Red Army fans' stands, songs still stubbornly resounded.

The melody of "You'll Never Walk Alone" is very beautiful.

But it sounds a bit choked up today.

the other side.

Arsenal's half turned into a sea of ​​joy.

The substitutes and coaching staff rushed onto the field like a flood bursting its banks.

Aubameyang excitedly took off his jersey, waved it, and rushed towards the stands.

Rodri and Odegaard embraced tightly, celebrating each other's crucial contributions.

And the center of the crowd.

Without a doubt, it was their captain, the 19-year-old prodigy.

Yan Yuan was repeatedly tossed high into the air by his excited teammates.

Although he had gotten used to it, he still enjoyed it.

On Yan Yuan's face, sweat, grass clippings, and tears of excitement mingled together, yet a radiant and pure smile bloomed.

He spread his arms in mid-air.

Embrace all that belongs to him

A glorious night for Arsenal.

The chants of "Champions! We are the European champions!" echoed from the Arsenal fans' stands.

The sound merged into a deafening roar.

The podium was quickly erected in the center of the stadium.

UEFA officials are ready for the Champions League trophy that countless players dream of.

The UEFA Champions League trophy radiates a sacred and alluring glow under the spotlight.

After the initial frenzy of celebration, the Arsenal players began to calm themselves down.

They hugged each other, patted each other's backs, and their faces were filled with irrepressible happiness.

"Quickly, invite the professor over!" Yan Yuan called out to everyone.

The young men responded immediately.

"professor!"

"Boss!"

"BOSS!"

The players all ran toward Wenger.

He dedicated over two decades to Arsenal.

An old man who has experienced both highs and lows, endured both doubts and expectations, and always held fast to his belief in Arsenal football.

He was standing on the sidelines, gazing at his disciples from afar, with an almost dreamlike, gratified and satisfied smile on his face, and glistening tears in the corners of his eyes.

He seemed still immersed in immense happiness and a sense of relief.

"Professor!!!" Yan Yuan was the first to spot Wenger's position. He shouted loudly and ran quickly towards the sidelines.

Other players followed suit immediately, including Aubameyang, Lacazette, Odegaard, Rodri...

In front of Wenger.

They will always be a group of excited kids.

He is also a child he is proud of.

Yan Yuan ran up to Wenger. He didn't say anything, but simply opened his arms and gave Wenger a tight, powerful hug.

"Professor, did you see that? We are the European champions, we are the European champions now." Yan Yuan said to Wenger, his voice slightly choked with emotion.

Wenger gently patted Yan Yuan's back.

The smile on her face deepened, and the tears in her eyes intensified.

"Of course, child, I saw it, I saw it clearly! You did it, you did it."

After everyone surrounded and hugged Wenger.

"Come on, Professor! It's your turn!"

Yan Yuan and Martinez gently supported Wenger's arms, one on each side.

"Yes! The professor should stand in the middle!"

"Coach, you absolutely have to lift the trophy today!"

"Group photo! Big group photo!"

The young men cheered and swarmed around Wenger as he walked toward the podium in the center of the stadium.

Wenger was pushed to the very center by his disciples.

Yan Yuan was on his left, and Aubameyang was on his right.

Before him stood the UEFA Champions League trophy, the highest honor in European club football.

UEFA President Aleksandar Ceferin smiled and solemnly handed the heavy trophy to Arsène Wenger.

"Finally, this day has come, Mr. Wenger."

When Wenger's hands touched the cool, smooth base of the trophy, his fingers trembled slightly.

Twenty-two years as a gunman.

Countless expectations and waits, countless drops of sweat and toil, countless doubts and perseverance—all have transformed into this weighty, unparalleled glory in our hands at this moment.

Wenger lowered his head, gazing affectionately at the trophy, as if looking at his life's pursuit and dream.

"Professor! Lift it up!"

"Lift it up higher!"

The players excitedly gathered around him, their faces beaming with pure joy.

Wenger looked up and gazed at the young and energetic faces around him, noticing the starlight shining in their eyes.

He took a deep breath, and a smile of immense pride and happiness spread across his face.

The old man used all his strength to lift the huge trophy high above his head!

"Click! Click!" Countless flashes lit up at this moment, recording this historic instant.

"We are!!!!" Wenger shouted in his signature French-accented English to his players, to the entire Arsenal fan stadium, and to the world.

All the Arsenal players shouted in unison, with all their might!

"European Champions!!!!"

The sounds converged into a torrent, bursting through the stadium's dome and soaring into the sky.

Yan Yuan, Aubameyang, Lacazette, Odegaard, Rodri, Martinez, Cancelo, Pepe, Monreal, Ashraf, Ramsey, Saka...

Everyone's face turned red, and their veins bulged.

All the passion, all the pride, all the dreams are poured into these few words!

"European Champions!!!!"

In the stands, the response from tens of thousands of Gunners fans swept in like a tsunami, blending with the shouts from inside the stadium!

Red and white fireworks rose into the sky again.

The Madrid night sky was dyed a dazzling red and white!

At this moment, the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium belongs to Arsenal.

It belongs to Arsène Wenger.

Belonging to this group of gunners who created miracles.

Wenger held the trophy high, his smile as pure as a child's.

Yan Yuan stood beside him, also with a bright smile.

Behind them were the gunmen, who were embracing each other tightly and cheering.

The background features red and white ribbons fluttering in the air and dazzling fireworks illuminating the night sky.

This image captures a summer night in Madrid in 2019, and also a legend that will never fade.