The game was over.

Mourinho and Wenger had no further friction in the 90 minutes.

They shook hands outside the center circle.

Since 2004, the bickering between the two had never stopped, whether on or off the field.

'Cheque coach.'

'Voyeur.'

'Failure expert.'

The most hostile rivals are often the saddest when they learn you're leaving the battlefield.

Mourinho watched the white-haired figure walking towards the tunnel and suddenly felt that an era had ended.

The Manchester United coach wiped his eyes and regained his arrogant and proud expression.

Well, not so easy to reconcile.

Have to see what he writes about me in his autobiography.

Ibrahimovic was encouraging the dejected youngsters.

"Hold your heads up! Don't be such girls!"

"We only lost three goals, isn't that an improvement from last time? Damn it, we were so close to tying the score!"

"The most important thing for Manchester United next is to fight for the top four!"

"Our journey is not over, Europa League, Champions League!"

Ibrahimovic was still a little upset: the sales of the clothing brand he founded had improved recently, but it had already lost nearly 13 million pounds, and if the market wasn't better next year, it would go bankrupt.

The youngsters were shocked and looked at the old大哥 (da ge, big brother) with admiration.

There were still nine rounds left in the Premier League! The Red Devils still had hope of fighting for a Champions League spot!

The media reporters waited for a long time, but had no chance to capture the expected scene: the exchange of jerseys between the midfield geniuses.

Pogba adjusted his hairstyle, but his peripheral vision caught Li Kang, who had brushed past him, walking towards De Gea.

A little embarrassing.

Even so, he still tried to restrain his expression: the agent company had said to pay attention to his image!

The Arsenal number 10 jersey and the Manchester United number 1 jersey changed hands.

De Gea said, "Li, I'll be waiting for you in the Confederations Cup, good luck, win the Champions League!"

Li Kang nodded.

The two hugged tightly.

Morata, wearing a tracksuit, trotted forward and quickly dissuaded them: "Let go quickly, I've been watching for a long time, you always spit into your gloves!"

VIP box.

Ferguson leaned on his crutches and angrily tapped the floor.

"After the Champions League qualifiers that year, why didn't we find a way to bring him to Old Trafford!"

"Release clause? His release clause at that time was only 2 million euros!"

"The Red Devils dynasty should have been revived long ago!"

The story between Arsenal and Manchester United came to an end this season.

Manchester United's name was not on the list of the FA Cup's final four.

This year's FA Cup final four could be said to be the most luxurious FA Cup final four situation in the eighteen years since the 1998-99 season.

Manchester City.

Arsenal.

Tottenham.

Chelsea.

For eighteen years, a dark horse team would always emerge in the FA Cup final four: Crystal Palace, Aston Villa, Reading, Wigan Athletic. This involved the pressure on the Premier League giants in multi-line operations, and their insufficient attention to domestic cup competitions.

Although Arsenal was known as the "Top Four Maniac" in the league, their nickname in domestic cup competitions was "King of the FA Cup."

That night.

Li Kang returned home.

The system prompt sounded quietly.

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[Ding! Premier League Weekly Task completed.]

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[Task Receipt: You almost transferred to Manchester United back then, didn't have a chance to challenge hell difficulty, do you regret it?]

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[Task Reward: Golden Treasure Chest.]

Regret?

Hell difficulty?

Li Kang had never thought about this question.

[Treasure chest is opening]

[Congratulations on obtaining: Lingard "Wembley Prince" module!]

[Wembley Prince: Can be triggered at Wembley Stadium, effect unknown.]

Why can a golden treasure chest open a module with such a word?

The answer is obvious.

Useless.

The days passed by day by day.

Li Kang's life was peaceful and monotonous.

The tabloid newspapers racked their brains but couldn't find any dirt on the 200 million先生 (xiansheng, mister).

Fans were already numb to the praises in the news.

Wenger made significant rotations in the following games in order to prepare for the Champions League semi-finals.

Premier League, Round 30.

Li Kang and his teammates came to a small city in northeastern England, the Middlesbrough area of North Yorkshire.

The coal and steel industries of the last century did not leave too many traces on this land.

An old man sat by the fountain feeding the pigeons.

Children chased and played.

The scenery outside the car window was full of tranquility and comfort.

Maguire pointed to a building and said, "That's the Captain Cook Birthplace Museum! That Captain Cook who discovered New Zealand..."

Then, Maguire started talking endlessly about Captain Cook's sailing stories.

Arsenal's opponent this time was: Middlesbrough.

Nickname: The Smoggies.

In 2006, this club reached the Europa League final, eventually losing 0-4 to Sevilla and finishing as runner-up.

Among Premier League teams, Middlesbrough has the largest number of local female fans.

At the same time.

Their fans' combat effectiveness is also quite amazing.

Last season, 200 Middlesbrough fans defeated more than 2,000 Derby County fans.

The most classic incident was: they even peed in the Queens Park Rangers goalkeeper's water cup.

Thinking of this.

Cech decided not to put the water cup next to the goal post.

"ESPN! ESPN! Good evening, viewers."

"Now broadcasting live for you is the 2016/17 Premier League Round 30."

"Middlesbrough at home against Arsenal!"

"The promoted team versus the league leader."

Riverside Stadium.

Middlesbrough fans were waiting in battle.

Were they going to repay the humiliation they suffered in the FA Cup two years ago to the Islington fans in double?!

Mad boos and shouts were endless.

Head coach - Agnew, was a little melancholy.

Since Karanka was sacked, Middlesbrough hadn't won a game for more than two months.

The hope of staying in the Premier League was becoming increasingly slim.

Second to last in the entire Premier League, only 1 point ahead of Sunderland, who were at the bottom.

Li Kang sat on the bench.

Morata handed over a bottle of mineral water.

"I saw Negredo in Real Madrid's youth training camp, he's several years older than me, and he was dazzling at that time..."

"Traore? That kid left La Masia youth training camp in the same year as you, but he transferred to Aston Villa for 10 million euros!"

"It doesn't matter, they can't pose any threat to Arsenal's defense."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Riverside Stadium erupted in a huge wave of cheers.

Middlesbrough scored!

Traore charged straight ahead, easily squeezing past Holding, and after entering the penalty area, sent a wonderful pass, and Negredo pushed the shot into the goal!

Morata: "..."

Holding signaled to the referee that Traore had something on his arm.

It was a slippery, wet... liquid.

Making that kid as slippery as an eel!

The referee ignored it.

Cazorla dragged away his chattering teammate.

The game resumed.

Arsenal gradually adjusted.

In the 42nd minute, Maguire started dribbling from the backcourt, and after continuously swaying past two Middlesbrough players, sent a long pass! Giroud jumped high, headed the ball across, and Chamberlain scored!

1:1!

In the 68th minute, Arsenal played a mercury-like coordination in the frontcourt, and Ramsey completed a fatal blow at the twelve-yard position in the penalty area.

1:2!

In the end, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Arsenal won the game again.

Cech rushed to the sidelines to get water.

The angry Middlesbrough fans began to chase and beat the disrespectful Islington fans!

Arsenal's coaching staff was very satisfied with the score. Soon, they would go to Turin to meet the Champions League semi-finals and challenge the Serie A overlord - Juventus!

I had diarrhea all day today, and I will definitely return to normal tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)