Barcelona.

Hospital de la Santa Creu i Sant Pau.

Johan Cruyff shifted his pillow and said, "I'm sleepy. Turn off the TV and go out to rest."

Roura asked doubtfully, "Teacher, the game isn't over yet..."

Cruyff said, "There's nothing to see. He has personally experienced Mourinho's defensive philosophy and might find a way to break the deadlock at Stamford Bridge."

Roura suddenly understood. After adjusting the slope of the hospital bed for the old man, he hobbled away.

He came from La Masia youth training and made his debut under Cruyff in 1988.

Unfortunately, his leg was broken in the Champions League, ending his professional career prematurely.

...

BayArena.

Guus Hiddink looked a little flustered, making exaggerated hand gestures towards his players.

If that kid successfully orchestrates another attack, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Chelsea retreated en masse to the edge of the penalty area.

Setting up a "park the bus" defense.

Even Diego Costa retreated to the front of the defensive line.

"With the game nearing its end, old coach Hiddink is very cautious."

"Chelsea has the advantage of an away goal. A draw in North Rhine-Westphalia is not a bad result!"

....

Lee Kang received a throw-in from Brandt.

He slowed down, looking up at the Chelsea goal...

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

From God's perspective.

All Chelsea players were gathered in front of the penalty area.

Their formation exuded determination and resolution...

Completely impenetrable.

The three lines of defense, once dissected, seemed to have merged into a "steel fortress."

Willian and Hazard, stationed on both wings, could retreat to defend, and advance to... defend.

...

On the sidelines.

Old man Toppmöller frantically gestured, reminding Van Dijk and Jonathan Tah not to push too far forward.

Chelsea's counter-attack storm is definitely one of the sharpest and most terrifying things in the world.

Dino muttered, "Boss, as long as Chelsea doesn't want to win, they won't lose."

Old man Toppmöller was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

.....

The scene fell into a lull.

The LED scoreboard in the stadium remained at 1:1.

Both sets of fans shouted their team's slogans at the top of their lungs.

Bayer Leverkusen had no way to threaten Chelsea's defensive system.

Even if Lee Kang's through balls and long passes were exquisite, his teammates couldn't compete with the Chelsea players.

Whether it was physical confrontation, anticipation of the ball's path, offensive and defensive awareness, or the timing of抢点 (qiang dian, seizing the opportune spot).

Chelsea completely overwhelmed Bayer Leverkusen's corresponding players.

Weariness and disappointment once again occupied the minds of the home fans.

...

84th minute of the match.

Chelsea's half, thirty meters from the goal.

Brandt tried to lure Mikel out.

He ran sideways.

Suddenly, he saw Çalhanoğlu pass the ball over.

Their thoughts were not aligned!

Matic rushed forward and intercepted the pass!

"Oh no! This mistake shouldn't have happened!"

"Chelsea's counter-attack is coming!"

"Ivanović, Willian and Hazard are all starting on both wings at the same time!"

"Too fast!"

....

Matic surged forward.

Blowing the horn for the counter-attack.

Bayer Leverkusen players quickly retreated to defend.

From God's perspective.

Chelsea players rushed towards Bayer Leverkusen's half like tigers descending from the mountain.

Lee Kang quickly ran back.

In his vision, the shadow of the Little Colt reappeared, but it was becoming increasingly blurred.

....

Matic attracted most of Bayer Leverkusen's midfielders.

Faced with the obstruction of Çalhanoğlu, Bender and Kramer.

He did not hesitate.

He flicked the ball with his heel.

The ball rolled backwards.

"Huh?"

"Wow!"

Fàbregas met the ball.

Leaning back.

Swinging his arms.

Raising his foot.

Bang!

In the sky above the BayArena, an impeccable beautiful rainbow was once again outlined!

"The pivot of offensive and defensive transition!"

"The European assist king!"

....

Hazard exploded with amazing speed, breaking through the center circle!

The ball accurately fell in front of him.

At the same time.

Papadopoulos and Jonathan Tah completed the double-team!

"Bayer Leverkusen's center-backs are performing well this time."

"They have locked down Hazard's forward route..."

Before the words were finished.

An incredible scene occurred.

Hazard didn't make any feints.

Surrounded.

Suddenly accelerated.

His footwork was dreamlike.

A slight flick.

Two consecutive small changes in direction.

He squeezed through the gap between the two Bayer Leverkusen center-backs.

Simple.

Efficient.

The man passed, and so did the ball.

Papadopoulos and Jonathan Tah were completely dumbfounded.

The two couldn't see the Chelsea winger's movements at all.

When they came back to their senses.

They could only see the back of Chelsea's number 10.

"The perfect combination of power and speed!"

"Classic moment!"

"Hazard!"

-[Yang Kun is awesome!]

-[World-class dribbling, so cool, visually stunning!]

-[Am I watching a sci-fi movie?]

-[Third in the world, Zha Qiu Wang (Hazard)!]

-[I heard Real Madrid is very interested in Hazard.]

-[Why can you guys type so fast?]

...

On the sidelines.

Old man Toppmöller was dumbfounded.

Dino said nervously, "We still have Van Dijk... Van Dijk!"

On the other side.

Hiddink jumped up excitedly, waving his fists constantly.

....

Chelsea fans cheered wildly.

They wouldn't envy Barcelona and Real Madrid. Because they had Hazard!

Hazard twisted his big butt and charged towards Bayer Leverkusen's penalty area.

Van Dijk retreated frantically.

"Willian is in position!"

"Chelsea's front two-on-one!"

"Why is Van Dijk always retreating! Too conservative, he should press from the front."

"He's not retreating towards Hazard? Why is he retreating along the center? He's actually giving up the space on the wing."

"So the purpose is to block the passing connection between Hazard and Willian."

"He's also gesturing for Leno not to attack?"

"Oh! He's setting a trap on the wing! Luring Hazard to dribble towards the wing!"

"This way, Leno will defend the near post, and Van Dijk will put pressure in front of the penalty area to block the far post, Hazard's shooting angle will be gone!"

Duan Xuan and He Wei spoke rapidly.

Almost out of breath.

...

Hazard had played against Van Dijk during his time in the Premier League.

He wouldn't be easily fooled.

His passing was also top-notch.

Pa!

In the process of high-speed running.

The ball lightly left his right foot!

Elegantly bypassing the head of the Dutch center-back!

Van Dijk was dumbfounded.

Leno's heart was broken.

...

Old man Toppmöller trembled all over.

Dino covered his forehead.

Hiddink couldn't help but chuckle.

North Rhine-Westphalia was once again shrouded in despair.

...

Willian took the ball in stride.

His feet were like wheels of fire.

"Empty net!"

"Will there be a last-minute goal?!"

"He's going to shoot..."

Just as the Chelsea winger was about to shoot.

A figure stood in front of him!

Bang!

The ball heavily struck the face of Bayer Leverkusen's number 10!

The whole audience was in an uproar!

...

Willian was slightly stunned: This kid blocked my cannon again?

There was no time to overthink.

The ball bounced behind the two of them.

Willian quickly turned around, trying to regain control of the ball.

After running two steps.

He suddenly felt a terrifying force coming from behind.

He staggered.

He could only see the back of the number 10 jersey.

He wanted to reach out and grab Lee Kang's hem.

So close, yet so far.

...

"Wonderful block!"

"Lee Kang defuses the danger again!"

"Doesn't give up until the last moment!"

"Huh? Is he going to..."

....

Lee Kang felt the severe pain on his face.

From God's perspective.

Chelsea's counter-attack formation was no longer that steel fortress.

The opponent didn't have time to rebuild the bus.

Everyone's defensive spacing could no longer be maintained.

Like shattered glass.

Revealing countless flaws.

The best opportunity.

In his vision, a tall and elegant phantom suddenly appeared.

Number 10.

Rui Costa.

....

The photographers behind the advertising boards frantically took pictures.

In the lens.

Bayer Leverkusen's number 10, with a bruised and swollen face.

His posture was elegant.

He gently raised his foot.

Bang!

The ball was like a scalpel.

Perfectly cutting the BayArena longitudinally.

...

The BayArena was filled with exclamations.

Everyone's eyes revealed disbelief!

Hiddink's face was pale!

"An impeccable long-distance through ball!"

"A counter-attack within a counter-attack!"

"Chelsea players didn't have time to retreat, oh no!"

"Çalhanoğlu!"

....

Fàbregas was dumbfounded!

He could make accurate long passes of over forty meters in the air.

But he admitted that he couldn't kick a ground through ball with such perfect line and anticipation.

That kid... is a monster.

He actually seized the perfect opportunity of Chelsea's defensive formation being chaotic during the counter-attack.

...

Near the center circle.

Çalhanoğlu never expected Lee Kang to pass the ball to him!

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength, sprinting frantically!

Cahill turned around subconsciously.

Unfortunately.

His only weakness was that he wasn't fast enough to turn around!

He could only watch Çalhanoğlu pass by his side and meet the gradually slowing ball!

Where's Terry?

He was staring at Son Heung-min!

Who would have thought that this wasn't an "Asian connection"!

.....

Çalhanoğlu had played as a winger before.

The moment he touched the ball.

The striker gene that had been dormant in his body for many years seemed to be reawakened.

The blood in his whole body continued to heat up.

Boiling!

It was the boiling of a striker!

North Rhine-Westphalia, your king, is back!

Let me cut Chelsea's throat!

...

The atmosphere in the BayArena reached its peak!

Sorrow and joy!

All eyes were fixed on the star and moon man on the field!

At this moment.

All the spotlights seemed to be focused on only two people.

Çalhanoğlu.

Courtois.

....

"One-on-one!"

"The most exciting moment!"

"Can he overtake the score?"

"Çalhanoğlu!"

Reality is often much crueler than fantasy.

Speed is relative.

When the figure of the referee appeared in the lens.

The audience seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water.

Çalhanoğlu's sprinting speed was too slow!

....

The referee quickly caught up with Çalhanoğlu.

Immediately afterwards.

Cahill and Terry also caught up.

Çalhanoğlu's face was red, and the shooting passion in his body had nowhere to vent!

Bang!

His right foot heavily kicked.

The ball whistled out of the baseline!

"What a pity!"

"Wasted a golden one-on-one opportunity!"

"Too slow."

"Let's look at the replay, Lee Kang's choice was no problem, Brandt, Kiessling and Son Heung-min were all marked by the opposing players."

"On the contrary, Çalhanoğlu was not taken seriously."

"The 90 minutes of regular time are about to end!"

"Let's see how long the stoppage time will be!"

Çalhanoğlu knelt on both knees and buried his head in the grass in embarrassment.

Cahill and Terry looked at each other.

In their careers, they had never encountered such a poor one-on-one.

The two quickly stepped forward and patted Çalhanoğlu on the shoulder.

....

The referee stopped the game.

Signaling the team doctor to come on the field.

Old man Toppmöller quickly handed the team doctor a brand new number 10 jersey.

According to FIFA's convention.

In official matches, the club should prepare four replacement jerseys for each player before the game.

Lee Kang's black jersey was stained red with nosebleeds.

The team doctors rushed onto the field anxiously.

Facing Bayer Leverkusen's number 10 with a bruised and swollen face.

They tried to hold back their laughter while treating him as quickly as possible.

....

Livestream.

Barrage flying.

-[Sure enough, counter-attacks are the best to watch! A counter-attack within a counter-attack is even better!]

-[Van Dijk's defensive performance this time was very good, Lee Mingdeng's (Lee Kang's nickname) defensive speed is really fast, the running route is like predicting Hazard's lob pass.]

-[Face to face with a heavy cannon... Fortunately, Lee Mingdeng doesn't take many commercial endorsements.]

-[I imagined Lee Mingdeng's heroic appearance bleeding on the field, but I didn't expect it to be a nosebleed!]

-[The director is such a dog, why do you always give Lee Mingdeng close-ups of his face!]

....

Lee Kang was fine.

After changing into a new jersey, the team doctor quickly left the field.

The fourth official raised the time board.

Stoppage time: 5 minutes.

The referee signaled the game to resume.

Hiddink was extremely anxious on the sidelines, frantically making "press down" gestures to his players.

"Damn it, slow down the pace!"

"Don't let Bayer Leverkusen's monster threaten the goal again!"

His mood was like riding a roller coaster for 90 minutes.

....

Courtois' long pass was a mistake.

Kramer jumped high near the center circle and headed the ball to Bayer Leverkusen's number 10.

Lee Kang stopped the ball with his left foot, without encountering any pressure or pressing.

Chelsea restarted their "park the bus."

Retreating en masse.

From God's perspective.

There was no way to find a defensive flaw in the Blues.

Tactical mentor Berenta once said: "When you encounter difficulties that you can't solve, think more about your family and friends, don't give up."

...

Familiar faces flashed quickly through his memory.

Sophia, his foster mother.

Vilanova.

Völler.

Asuka-chan.

...

It was of no use.

Chicken soup for the soul can never solve real problems.

In a trance.

His memory remained in the night of the town of Gelsenkirchen.

The shadow in his brain suddenly spread to the extreme.

The Chelsea system, once dissected.

Didn't seem to be unbreakable.

Can this also be a cheat?

...

On all four sides of the stands, the fans couldn't help but stand up.

Bayer Leverkusen actually began to besiege Chelsea!

The number 10 on the green field.

Kept raising his hand to command his teammates.

And running back and forth diagonally.

Gradually.

His every touch of the ball made Chelsea's defensive line more and more relaxed.

His every pass made his teammates' forward insertions tighter.

The ball was like a butterfly, dancing in front of Chelsea's steel fortress.

"The silent leader!"

"Lee Kang is leading Bayer Leverkusen, probing the depth of Chelsea's defense... vertically!"

"The force of the passes is sometimes loose and sometimes tight, the lines are well-paced."

"Occasional long-range shots, hidden with killing intent."

"Chelsea players are under a lot of pressure!"

....

The pressure was indeed great.

Especially the Blues veterans.

They were extremely physically exhausted by Lee Kang's attacks.

The last few minutes of stoppage time were extremely tormenting.

During a dead ball.

Terry encouraged his teammates.

How could the Iron Blues be defeated in North Rhine-Westphalia!

...

On the sidelines.

Old man Toppmöller and Dino, the teammates on the bench, all the staff, couldn't help but shout with the fans:

"Leverkusen allez!!!"

"Leverkusen allez!!!"

"Leverkusen allez!!!"

Hiddink's hands, hidden in his pockets, trembled constantly.

The opponent's slogan, entering the Chelsea coach's ears, was like a dirge from hell!

....

Finally.

As Lee Kang's long-range shot flew over the crossbar.

The referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Bayer Leverkusen 1:1 Chelsea!

The suspense of advancement will be revealed at Stamford Bridge!