The second half saw Liverpool take the lead, giving the team a good start for the rest of the match.

As expected, Liverpool took advantage of the lead and launched a fierce attack on Chelsea's goal.

Chelsea really had to resort to defensive counterattacks this time.

Otherwise, they would concede even more goals.

Torres was all alone in the front, waiting for counterattack opportunities. The head coach's latest adjustment during halftime was to make him the core of the team's counterattacks. However, most of the time he had no chance to use his abilities.

Because under Chen Hero's leadership, Liverpool launched wave after wave of attacks, almost ready to submerge Chelsea at any moment.

In this contest between the two number nines, although Torres also scored a goal, everyone felt that Chen Hero had won. Why? Because behind Chen Hero was a season of thirty-six goals, while Torres only had a mere three goals. The current Torres and Chen Hero were no longer in the same league of forwards.

Chen Hero was at the height of his popularity, riding the crest of success, while Torres, in the eyes of outsiders, seemed to have become a has-been.

Not many people really cared about the gimmick of the two number nines.

Torres could also see that Chen Hero didn't take the competition with him seriously. Although he scored a goal, Chen Hero scored another goal in the second half, but everyone knew that he wasn't competing with him, but with Van Persie for the top scorer award.

He was just an insignificant fallen leaf.

Since when had he become like this?

Back then, whether it was at Atletico Madrid, Liverpool, or the Spanish national team, he was an indispensable figure. Anyone who dared to look down on him would suffer.

But now...

Was his era coming to an end so quickly?

Of course, Torres was not willing to accept this.

But in this game, his unwillingness was useless. His form hadn't recovered, and Chelsea was completely suppressed by the rampant Liverpool.

In the seventy-seventh minute, Liverpool scored another goal. This time it wasn't Chen Hero, but Suárez.

The score of 3:1 and the nearly eighty minutes that had passed meant that Liverpool had almost secured the victory.

The only thing that made Chelsea fans feel a little better was that Tottenham was losing to Aston Villa away from home, and they were also down by two goals, making it difficult to catch up.

This meant that Chelsea still had a chance to squeeze out Tottenham in the last round of the league and secure a Champions League spot.

The entire Liverpool team fulfilled their wish of seeing off their head coach Dalglish with a victory at home.

In the last ten minutes of the game, the theme of the match became a farewell to Dalglish.

The Liverpool fans at the stadium cheered, and some even sang the songs they used to sing to cheer on Dalglish, using this nostalgic way to say goodbye to Dalglish.

However, Dalglish didn't walk to the sidelines to wave to the fans.

He continued to direct the game from the coaching bench.

It seemed as if those sounds had nothing to do with him.

Niang was really ruthless enough. He didn't arrange any farewell ceremony for Dalglish for this last home game, allowing him to bid farewell to the fans with tears in his eyes before or after the game.

However, Dalglish himself didn't care about any of this.

He even felt that Niang's arrangement was exactly what he wanted. He didn't want such a farewell ceremony, because he didn't want to leave people with the impression that he was saying goodbye to Liverpool. He had never said goodbye and left. He had always been a Liverpool legend, the King of Anfield. He was always with Liverpool.

No farewell ceremony was the best thing.

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The commentators didn't know Dalglish's thoughts and had already begun to review Dalglish's merits and demerits during his second stint as Liverpool's head coach.

As the saying goes, "People are kind when they are about to die," so as Dalglish was about to leave the team, the commentators and guest commentators spoke much more gently and no longer criticized Dalglish's tactics and on-the-spot command. In the words of one commentator, it was—"Even if he has so many shortcomings, even if he has harmed Liverpool, so what? He can only harm one more game at most..."

Yes, this was not the time for calm analysis, this was the time for sentimentality.

"A legend is coming to an end..."

"The King's return was actually detrimental to his legendary status, but as someone who truly loves Liverpool, stepping forward when the team needed him most was his first consideration, and he wouldn't think about whether it would damage his reputation. From this point of view, Dalglish truly loves Liverpool, and loves it very deeply..."

"Although Dalglish has this and that problem, under his leadership, Liverpool still managed to win a League Cup and return to the European arena. I think he has completed his task as an 'interim head coach'."

When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Liverpool's players ran off the field one after another. Chen Hero was the first to rush to Dalglish and pick him up!

Then, with the help of other teammates, they threw Dalglish into the air and caught him. Then threw him up again and caught him again.

Usually, players would only do this after the team won a championship. But now that Liverpool's players were doing this, it was clear that they were supporting their head coach with their actions.

This kind of support couldn't change the club's top management's decision. They only wanted to have a clear conscience.

Although the team's performance had been erratic under Dalglish's leadership, he had been kind to the players. He might not have been a great coach anymore, but he was still a qualified club legend, a beloved good person.

Now that he was about to complete his historical mission, he deserved to enjoy this kind of treatment at Anfield, the stadium where he had once fought.

Only at this moment did the old man, who had always had a normal expression, have a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

After he was put down, Chen Hero hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry, Boss, I didn't help you when you needed me most..." Chen Hero was referring to the fact that he was sent off with a red card for maliciously retaliating against Richards, and then suspended for six games. When he was absent from the game, Liverpool's performance declined sharply, and it was at that time that Chen Xing and Niang made the decision to terminate Dalglish's two-year contract early.

He had always felt that if he hadn't been suspended at the time, the team's performance wouldn't have declined so sharply.

And if there were no problems with the team, Dalglish naturally wouldn't be dismissed.

Although Chen Xing and Niang had many complaints about Dalglish, Chen Hero felt that the boss was still very kind to him. He was the kind of person—if you are kind to me, then I will be kind to you. Since Dalglish was good to him, he would naturally be good to Dalglish.

That was why he was filled with regret and reluctance about Dalglish's departure.

After Dalglish came back to his senses, he smiled and patted Chen Hero on the shoulder, saying in his ear: "I don't need you, Hero. It's Liverpool who needs you."

Then he let go and turned to hug the other players and colleagues.

Chen Hero stood there, looking at his back, his heart was replaying his words.

Liverpool needs me?

Of course, Liverpool needs me. If they didn't need me, what would I be doing here?

It's just that you're leaving, old man. Can I still get along with your successor?

Chen Hero didn't know who the successor would be, but it wasn't as if he hadn't experienced having a bad relationship with the head coach before.

Back in Naples, Reja couldn't get along with him. In the end, the conflict between the two ended with Reja's departure.

But Chen Hero and Naples wasted half a season. If he hadn't scored like crazy in the second half of the season and Naples hadn't caught up in one breath, maybe his debut in the European Champions League would have been postponed for another season.

So he really hoped that the new head coach wouldn't be another Reja.

He really didn't like to make trouble...

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Not long after Liverpool's game ended, Arsenal's home game against Norwich began.

Chen Hero scored twice, putting all the pressure on Van Persie.

However, Van Persie performed normally. He scored a goal in this game, but he was still one goal behind Chen Hero.

He had many opportunities in this game, but unfortunately, luck wasn't on his side.

When the game ended, the gap between him and Chen Hero was still one goal.

"The game is over. After leading for a season, Van Persie has finally become the chaser. He is only one goal behind Hero, but with only one round left in the league, this one goal may be divine punishment!"

The TV broadcast gave Van Persie a close-up. He worked very hard in this game, but he was always just a little short. Van Persie in the shot looked very calm and didn't seem to take this one-goal gap to heart.

But Wenger frowned.

He was almost at the finish line, but Robin was still behind.

This seemed to be inevitable. No one could compete with Chen Hero, who was going all out to score goals.

He only hoped that the failure this season wouldn't affect Van Persie—yes, he had already defaulted that Van Persie had failed, even though there was still one round of the league left.

He knew it would be difficult for Van Persie to catch up with Chen Hero, even though it was only one goal away. But who could guarantee that Chen Hero wouldn't score a single goal in the next game?

Looking at his current state, it was too difficult.

That Chen Hero was completely crazy...

After shaking hands with Norwich's head coach, he walked onto the field, wanting to comfort his favorite disciple.

Unexpectedly, Van Persie seemed to know what he was going to say and said directly: "It's not over yet, Boss. There's still one round left in the league."

Wenger hesitated for a moment and still told the truth: "If the last round is also..."

Van Persie said with firm eyes: "Then there's next season!"