"The game is over."

"The story of the Millennium Stadium has come to an end."

"The sea breeze from Bristol Bay blows from south to north, lifting the black hair and bandages of the young Gunner. It will tell every passerby in Wales this story of tenacity."

"Li Kang did not fall on the road to his dream."

"Some things are worth going all out for, even if it means being smashed to pieces."

"After twenty-one years of bitter waiting, Wenger finally got his wish."

"Arsenal, with a history of one hundred and thirty-one years, has welcomed its first Champions League trophy."

"Li Kang and his Gunner partners have walked a long, long road, passing through Barcelona, Monaco, North Rhine, Munich, Turin... all the way to the top of the Champions League."

"At this moment, the fireworks of the Millennium Stadium are lit for the Gunners, and what bursts out in the flames is glory and dream."

"Treble, Arsenal!"

"Real Madrid players don't need to be sad. When you stand on the top of the mountain, all your strengths and weaknesses will be studied under a microscope, and the whole world will become your enemy."

"Real Madrid fans don't need to be sad, because your players have reached heights that many people cannot reach."

"Kingship is not eternal."

"The Champions League is full of chance."

"The story between the challenger and the defending champion will continue."

"Congratulations to Arsenal, and best wishes to Real Madrid."

The camera cuts.

The Big Ears trophy is being engraved with a new name: Arsenal.

Tears welled up in Ronaldo's eyes, and a feeling of loss and unwillingness quickly spread.

Lost the European Cup final.

Lost the Champions League final again.

Oh, no, the most important thing now is to care about Pepe's injury!

Wiping away his tears, his eyes quickly returned to determination, and then he turned and walked towards the tunnel.

He doesn't care about right and wrong on the green field, because Pepe is his best brother.

It has been like this for many years, and no amount of great道理 (dà dàolǐ, profound principles) can compare with the friendship that is stronger than gold.

Whenever he was bullied, Pepe was always the first to stand up.

The cordon of the Millennium Stadium was airtight.

Several fans who tried to rush onto the green field were pushed back to the billboards by security personnel.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

Li Kang had no chance to enjoy the flowers and applause.

He was surrounded by the medical team and coaching staff and left the field to continue receiving treatment and get a cast.

Wenger was still shaken.

His elegant demeanor was gone. The 68-year-old Gunner coach was like a nagging old grandma, constantly blaming himself: "It was too risky, letting Lee insist on playing was too risky. I indulged Lee too much, how could I listen to him? Even if Arsenal can't win this Champions League, I don't want Lee's career to be ruined."

Morata hugged his old Real Madrid partners one by one, with game-worn jerseys hanging on his shoulders: he had agreed with all the players before the game that the Champions League game-worn jerseys would be auctioned and donated to sick children.

Soon, the players on the field became bare.

The Arsenal striker had no time to continue his greetings, and turned around to go with his teammates to see Li Kang get his cast.

Modric looked dejected: "I did a lot of preparation work before the game, why..."

The tactical thinking system built up in his mind for many years was crumbling, almost collapsing.

Kroos patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Respect objective reality. If Varane had fully recovered, if Pepe hadn't been sent off with a red card... there are no so many ifs. We will definitely have a chance to play against Arsenal again next year."

Casemiro paused: "Li may not stay at Arsenal, maybe he will be our teammate."

Hearing this sentence.

Bale, who was originally thinking about the golf course, suddenly remembered something:

Ronaldo had a conflict with Florentino over the issue of a salary increase, which was essentially a matter of status. Ronaldo's current salary can't even compare with Messi, let alone Neymar. He doesn't care about money, he cares about status.

Florentino dragged his feet on the issue of a salary increase because he thought Ronaldo was getting old.

"What are you thinking about? Cristiano can't leave Real Madrid, and Li won't join Real Madrid!"

As soon as the words came out.

The Real Madrid superstars all looked at Bale with strange eyes: this kid's thinking is too divergent!

At the same time.

Emirates Stadium.

Tens of thousands of Arsenal fans, who were satisfying their cravings by watching the live broadcast on the four big screens, were extremely excited.

The picture finally froze: the back of Arsenal's number 10 wrapped in bandages.

Treble.

FA Cup champion.

Premier League champion.

Champions League champion.

After 131 years of establishment, Arsenal finally has a ticket to a top club!

"Co

"The 90-minute game is over, Arsenal and Real Madrid are tied 2:2! The game is about to enter extra time..."

"Penalty shootout..."

"Ah—uh—ah—uh! This little donkey is lively enough, isn't it? Lee, I want to play for Arsenal too!"

"The club is going to erect a statue for you outside the Emirates Stadium! The boss has become the club's chairman! Yes, we will play for the Gunners for the rest of our lives! We will become Gunners legends! Legends!"

"Li-san..."

"Bang!"

(End of this chapter)