Ctv5 commentator He Wei quietly shifted into sentimental mode, causing Atlético Madrid fans watching on television to lament repeatedly, mentally cursing the transfer ban ten thousand times. The transfer ban wasn't scary; what was scary was being banned precisely during the transition of the squad. The comment section was filled with joy, with mentions of "Za Ball King," "Invincible Li," and "Mo Ronaldo."

At Stamford Bridge, the blue flag flew high. Li Kang took off his jersey and handed it to Koke. Originally, he had arranged to exchange jerseys with Saúl, but the Atlético Madrid prodigy was unable to travel to London due to injury. "Li, you must win the Champions League title, so others will know that Atlético Madrid just had bad luck, losing to the strongest team in Europe."

Chelsea coach Tuchel looked pensive. That season, Heynckes' Bayern Munich's performance was too surreal.

Li Kang nodded earnestly, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Real Madrid's coach, Zidane, who looked deep and unfathomable. Li Kang found a stack of manuscripts in his bag. "Chelsea."

《The Blue Storm That Shook Europe.》[I hope Li Mingdeng can win the Champions League trophy and the World Cup trophy this year, so he won't have any regrets.

A moment ago, his Dao Heart broke.

Zidane maintained a smile on his face and flipped through a few pages.

From the procedural arrangements, the draw was still necessary to determine the home and away games. Atlético Madrid didn't go anywhere. [The Rise of the Premier League: Liverpool and Chelsea join hands to enter the Champions League semi-finals. This year's Champions League Golden Boot will either be Salah or Li Kang!] After arriving in the locker room, the screen was split in two, showing close-ups of Tuchel and Heynckes. At the pre-match press conference, the reporters' minds were all on the Champions League semi-finals. The number of comments, likes, and shares exploded.

Manchester City vs. Real Madrid.

Guardiola appeared. From the rudimentary cholo-taka in the first leg, it could be seen that Guardiola was overflowing with talent in attack. Yan Lan and her teammates sat in front of the television, watching eight segments of redundant platitudes. During his time at Leverkusen, he discovered that Atlético Madrid turned 《gtA5》 into a train simulator, letting the protagonist—Big White Egg—ride a motorcycle to the train station, waiting at red lights along the way, finally jumping onto the train and gazing at the scenery along the way. The general content was Atlético Madrid's coach's vision for the forward lineup: a striker up front + a withdrawn striker + ???

Buffon scratched his head. "How did we draw Bayern?" 《Coach Zidane: A Sword in Hand, A Sword in the Heart.》[Don't mention it, La Liga's European points have been almost wiped out by Atlético Madrid in the past two years.] The club gave all the players a day off, and Abu generously distributed the Champions League semi-final bonus. A crisp sound of glass shattering suddenly rang in his mind. Arteta quickly pulled Simeone back to the coaching bench, constantly comforting him, and conveniently unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, feeding it to the latter's mouth. The media didn't understand why, as Bayern hadn't even advanced to the semi-finals yet; the German giant's match was tomorrow. [What kind of metaphysics is this? Don't slander my Zidane; winning depends on luck! His tactics transcend this era; you ordinary people just don't understand.] Shevchenko, arriving late, timely dispelled the audience's drowsiness. Because as soon as he closed his eyes, he could deduce the match. [Xuanzong is awesome!

The Nuclear Warhead directly broke the ball open. Klopp smoothed his hair unconsciously. Etihad Stadium. Ever since a "Tactical Palace" floated up from the God's-eye view, he had lost interest in football games.

He had gained another round of weight, and his playing style was becoming less and less like the "Xavi successor" he once was.

《The Pope: Bless Liverpool.》Fatty Ko gave Li Kang a big hug. A system notification quietly sounded. After completing basic training in the front yard, he returned to the living room and turned on the game console. Unfortunately, several UEFA executives were chatty. A series of Champions League news exploded across the internet. "Liverpool."

Morata was full of confidence. "Don't worry, I've never lost when facing Bayern with Li!"

Bayern's old coach smiled kindly.

"Bayern Munich." "Bayern Munich's Champions League semi-final squad is out: Real Madrid, Liverpool, Chelsea, Bayern Munich."[Robben and Boateng are injured; hopefully, they can recover before the semi-final next month.] That guy clearly hadn't done anything. Atlético Madrid smiled and nodded, then shook his head. A peak tactical duel.

"Real Madrid."

Tuchel smiled, not explaining too much why.

"I will choose to bless them." The Chelsea players in front of the television were stunned. [Treasure chest is opening. Congratulations on obtaining: Simeone's "Forward Pairing" manuscript.] issued the first public message: Chinese fans, I love you. In the blink of an eye.

《In-depth Review: Galaxy Battleship vs. Blue Moon, Zidane's Adjustments: Responding to Changes with Constancy, Winning Without Moves.》

The comment section exploded: rows of uniformly aligned "pink pig" emojis. Wilde walked into the living room, looking at the big screen with astonishment, muttering to himself, "He's turned 《Far Cry 5》 into a tourism simulator again." All procedures were simplified. He broke through.

In 2018, many football-related things happened on the internet.

[Reward settlement complete.] Guardiola held his head in his hands, his expression blank, his eyes glazed. Both regarded the other's club as the strongest opponent in Europe.

《The Bed Sheet Army in Distress, Yan Lan Fails to Reach the Final at Stamford Bridge.》There was no dawdling. "The seventh matchup is out: Liverpool vs. Real Madrid."

《Guardiola's Champions League Grief.》

《The German Steel Torrent That Swallows Everything!》

"Mr. Tuchel, which team do you most want to meet in the semi-finals?"

"Bayern Munich!"

The next day.

Was the seventh result even worth drawing? It had to be Real Madrid vs. Liverpool. [Congratulations on obtaining: Atlético Madrid · Golden Treasure Chest.] "The first matchup is out: Chelsea vs. Bayern Munich." "Which team do you think is the most difficult to face in the semi-finals?"

His answer was short: "No matter which team meets Li, the result will be the same."

Even cartoons didn't dare to depict such a fantastical scene of "breaking the low post with multiple coverage points."

Questions were thrown out one after another. From a tactical point of view, Heynckes' Bayern was the most terrifying opponent. His preemptive deployments and subsequent adjustments completely outstripped the opposing coaching staff by one step. Why was he still behind?

The Champions League semi-final draw officially began. During that time, every time he simulated a match against Heynckes' Bayern from the God's-eye view, the "Tactical Palace" floating in the air would shake violently, shedding fragments of golden sand.

The popularity of the Pink Pig incident even overshadowed the pre-draw news for the Champions League semi-finals. This situation wasn't happening for the first time. The most famous example was when Figo opened a personal social media account on Sina Weibo. Then, amidst the constantly flashing magnesium lights, he walked towards the tunnel. That night, the Ctv5 live broadcast was filled with "Metaphysics," "Master Xuan," "Child of Fortune," and "Galactic Emperor" in the comments.