On the court, Liu Feng's eyes turned red after being held in the middle by his teammates.

His mind was like a revolving lantern and he had passed all the experiences of entering a professional player over the years, and in the end, he stayed on the music box.

For a moment, the brightly lit stadium became blurred in Liu Feng's eyes.

Until a pair of hands appeared in front of him.

"Qing, get up and prepare to welcome our last champion."

Fabregas reached out and pulled Liu Feng up. He patted the grass clippings on Liu Feng and surrounded Liu Feng and walked towards the kickoff point.

At this moment, Manchester United players who have experienced confusion and despair have complained to the referee more than once that it took too much time to celebrate Arsenal.

“We should have more time!”

This is Van Persie's last voice and appearance in this game. His complaints did not affect the referee's subsequent hosting.

"Shh!!!"

"In the 120th minute of the game, the game started again. Manchester United took the ball, Rooney gave the ball to Scholes in the midfield, and Scholes passed the ball directly!"

As soon as the kick-off was opened, the Red Devils, who knew that there was little time left, directly launched an attack. As Scholes passed the ball, Van Persie, who got the ball, headed forward with a very fast speed.

Unfortunately, when the entire Arsenal team did not move forward but stayed in their own half, Van Persie had to face too many difficulties.

"Bang!"

Wilhel and Xiaofa formed a circle to force Van Persie to the left. When Van Persie just slowed down, Liu Feng, who was on the left side of the team, had already returned to defense.

"Look directly up from the side and back defense, poked the ball out with one kick, and interrupted the ball!!!"

"Shh~Shh!!!"

Watching the ball rolling towards Krish, the referee did not think that the game was still necessary.

So, the final whistle sounded like the rain after the rain.

All the accumulated emotions reached the moment of venting. The Manchester United fans who were still shouting in the stands frantically looking forward to the team's last wonderful attack were slumped in the seats like a deflated ball.

Other gun fans are completely opposite to Chinese fans.

They stood up from their seats and started the final carnival of the season.

"The whole game is over. With Liu Feng's final goal, Arsenal defeated Manchester United 3-2 at Wembley Stadium."

"The final of the 2010-2011 European Champions League has ended. This year, Arsenal has ended the biggest regret in the team's history. They won the Champions League for the first time in their team's history!"

After five years of hard work, the professor on the sidelines' eyes turned red. He covered his face with his hands, which were no longer young. He did not put it down until his mortal enemy Ferguson came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Congratulations."

Ferguson, who had a stern face, was surprisingly less angry, and he tried to squeeze out a hint of laughter: "You have found the new owner of Emirates Stadium."

"Lisa! Lisa! Hurry, give me the stuff."

Since he had already celebrated his wholehearted celebration when he scored, Liu Feng did not continue to party with his teammates after the game.

Wiping away the tears at the corners of his eyes and throwing sadness behind him, Liu Feng rushed to the sidelines and found Lisa.

Then, he resolutely climbed into the VIP stands and knelt down in front of Yuan Xiao on one knee.

"Yuan Xiao! Are you willing to marry me!!!"

Amid the huge cheers, the camera still found Liu Feng at this moment.

"Aha, A Feng is actually proposing. He gave his girlfriend a ring with the aura of the Champions League!"

“…”

Yuan Xiao, who was so excited that he jumped and jumped up because of Liu Feng's final goal just now, had a short circuit in his brain. She looked at Liu Feng seriously in front of her and realized that the other party was not joking.

After a brief silence, the sound of neat and more shocking than the noisy cheer just now was heard.

“Marry him!Marry him!Marry him!”

This is the romantic overture, Wembley Stadium is ready to release the classic We are the champions to celebrate Arsenal's third championship trophy at this stadium.

But when he saw Liu Feng kneeling on one knee from the big screen, the wedding march was played at the right time.

Yuan Xiao finally came back from the shock. She looked at Liu Feng, who was a little embarrassed because he had just played a difficult game, and gently stretched out her hand.

"I do."

A dazzling diamond ring shining with a scorching light was worn on Yuan Xiao's tenderness.

"Oh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh huh

A cheerful smile rang out from the group of fans closest to Yuan Xiao’s stands, and cheers broke out again.

After hugging Yuan Xiao tightly, Liu Feng got out of the situation.

At this moment, the staff have completed the podium. This is the third time that the Wembley Stadium staff has set up the stage this season. Everything is so familiar.

Liu Feng first stood with his teammates and kept smiling and thanking his teammates and coach for their blessings.

After Manchester United players first came on stage to win the runner-up medal, his eyes finally set on the Big Ear Cup that had appeared before his eyes at the beginning of the game.

That was the highest honor about football except the World Cup. Four years ago, he didn't dare to think of holding it up by himself.

And four years later, everything is different.

"The ones who are now on the field are Manchester United this season's Champions League runner-up. Ferguson and his team have not won any championship this season."

"Yes, as Sir Fur's old rival, Professor Wenger has been a big gain this season. He and his team have become the second triple-winning team in Premier League history."

Coincidentally, the first triple-champion team in Premier League history is Manchester United, which is now depressed and has a runner-up medal.

It can be said that this is the ascension of the new king, which also means that Arsenal's position among major clubs has truly sublimated.

The first Champions League trophy was won, and the largest display cabinet in the Gunners Exhibition Hall finally had its own exhibits.

"Okay, CCTV, CCTV, audiences, you are watching the 2010-2011 European Championship Awards Ceremony. The players of the Champions League champion Arsenal are taking the stage one by one."

Fabregas took the lead, as the team's midfielder core this season, he showed the world everything he should do as a top midfielder.

Young Wilhill and Walcott followed him, and the 19-year-old and 22-year-old ages are all bright.

Ramsey, who appeared later, was at the best age, just like Koscheerny and others.

This is an extremely young gunman. The team that slashed Jian Shensha in the final five years ago has quietly disappeared.

Leaving Highbury and entering the Chieftain era, everything is brand new.
Chapter completed!