Chapter 198 We are the champions!

In the player tunnel.

The Brighton players looked at the Manchester United players with great interest.

Although Brighton has already secured its relegation spot, they are still very concerned about this game and head coach Hughton has fielded a full lineup of main players.

After all, if they can successfully stop Manchester United, they will be able to get more attention.

Moreover, human beings seem to be born with a desire for destruction. They now want to transform themselves into big devils and destroy Manchester United's fairy tale ending with their own hands.

As for the Manchester United players next to them, they were chatting in groups of three or four, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

They are fighting with all their strength and have plenty of confidence. They want to decide the winner of the Premier League title today and not leave any hope for Manchester City.

"Chu, remember to make more diagonal runs and shoot more in the rib area later."

Matic said solemnly.

Lingard also echoed: "Yes, in the last round, Liverpool beat Brighton 4-0, Salah made one assist and one goal, Liverpool will play against Chelsea tomorrow, who knows how many goals Salah can score? So you have to score at least one goal today and tie the scorer list first."

"Our primary goal is to ensure victory. Please don't deliberately give me the opportunity."

Chu Feng's tone was very serious.

There are no weak teams in the Premier League.

This is no joke.

If Manchester United players play football with this mentality, I'm afraid the result of the game will teach them a lesson. Although Chu Feng knows that everyone is doing this for his own good, some things must be said.

"Don't worry, the boss is watching from the sidelines. If we don't waste any opportunities, we'll probably get scolded."

Rashford whispered.

After hearing this, everyone adjusted their mindset again and followed the referee out of the player tunnel.

In an instant.

The cheers were like exploding fireworks, igniting the passion of Old Trafford and continuing all the way to the sky.

Nearly 70,000 Manchester United fans filled the stands, looking like a rising red wave from a distance.

They have been impatiently looking forward to Manchester United winning the championship ahead of time.

As for smoke sticks and the like, very few were prepared because according to Premier League rules, the championship trophy will only be awarded during the first home game after the team has secured the championship.

After this game, there is only one round left in the league, Manchester United will play against Watford, also at home.

So they all hold back their emotions waiting for that day to release them all.

After the pre-match preparations are completed.

Beep! With the referee's whistle, the game officially began! Manchester United did not launch a fierce attack at the beginning, but conservatively passed the ball back and forth in the midfield.

Then the camera shifted to the side of the court.

Mourinho was wearing a dark grey, washed-out Armani trench coat.

When he was coaching Real Madrid, he was mocked by Barcelona fans: "For years, he only wore a coat to direct the game. He was as poor as someone from the slums."

In fact, when he started his coaching career, his financial conditions were indeed very poor.

This Armani trench coat was a gift his wife brought back from her first trip to Italy, and she spent a whole month's salary on it.

Mourinho is very lucky to have met her.

His gaze slowly shifted from the green field to the stands behind him, where a gentle and virtuous middle-aged woman was holding a young and beautiful girl and waving her arms happily at him.

There is one coincidence.

Mourinho's favorite woman is named Matilde Faria, and Mourinho's best friend is named Rui Faria.

Sometimes fate is so wonderful.

Mathilde looked at Mourinho tenderly, just like she did at the Dragon Stadium, Stamford Bridge, Meazza and the Bernabeu, looking at that powerful man.

The situation on the football field changes rapidly.

Brighton wanted to be a hero who slayed the dragon, but he seriously overestimated his own strength.

Pogba swept his long legs across, knocking down both the man and the ball, and then passed the ball directly to the side.

Matic keeps passing the ball.

The football drew a beautiful zigzag line and came to Chu Feng's feet.

at the same time.

Old Trafford erupted in loud cheers, which seemed to turn into tangible sound waves hitting people's eardrums.

The first one to pounce was Konokate!

Chu Feng raised his head slightly and instantly thought of a breakthrough plan.

Touch the ball, step, turn! Three actions in one go! The man and the ball bypassed Knocket from the left and right sides!

The second one to rush over was Bruno.

Brighton captain.

Compared to Konokate, he is more stable and doesn't kick easily.

But Chu Feng took the initiative to rush forward with the ball.

As the distance between the two people gets closer.

Chu Feng quickly stepped over the ball with his legs, and his center of gravity swung greatly.

The 70,000 fans at the scene seemed to hear the "tick-tick" sound and feel the unparalleled impact.

Bruno attempted a steal with his foot.

In an instant.

Chu Feng suddenly pushed the ball to the right, and with his powerful explosive power, he stepped on the ground and kicked it out! He didn't give Bruno a second chance to steal the ball.

All the spotlights in the stadium seemed to fall down and focus on Manchester United's No. 7.

Chu Feng saw Lukaku running into the open space, but did not choose to pass the ball.

His chest was filled with confidence.

Simple and neat touches, quick and agile steps.

He ran towards Brighton's goal!

After entering the penalty area, he pretended to pass the ball but actually dribbled the ball, shaking off the last defensive player.

Under the shocked gaze of Brighton goalkeeper Matthew.

The goal was scored by pushing the ball into the far corner!

1-0!

Boom!!! Old Trafford was completely on fire. Chu Feng ran madly to the corner area, raised his hands in front of tens of thousands of fans, and listened to the cheers that belonged only to him.

A one-on-one breakthrough on the Brighton wing, a perfect goal! The screen switches to a bird's-eye view.

Chu Feng was surrounded by Manchester United players and seemed to be surrounded by red flames.

There are countless cameras with flashing flash lights at the far end.

Ferguson stopped chewing gum in the VIP box and muttered to himself: "Manchester United has waited for the hero who embodies the Red Devils' self-discipline and heritage."

Beckham was also dumbfounded.

Although Brighton's overall strength is average, it is extremely difficult to achieve such an unreasonable breakthrough.

"Beautiful! A complete solo performance!"

“I’m at a loss for words.”

Zhan Jun was silent for a long time before continuing: "Congratulations to Xiaochu for scoring his 36th goal of the season. Because he scored fewer penalties, he surpassed Salah to top the scorer list!"

Zhang Lu also sighed: "When I was young, I wore bright clothes and rode a horse!"

Mourinho had the same idea as the two of them. He stared at Chu Feng who was celebrating and suddenly grinned.

What is a hot-spot player? A player who can create a time and space gap with his personal strength, making it too late for the opponent to organize a complete defensive system, thus creating opportunities for the team in the offensive round.

And what about Chu Feng?

After a season of training, he gradually acquired the ability to cause the opponent's defense to collapse instantly.

Although it seems unstable at the moment, there is still a long time to come.

Brighton head coach Hughton's face twisted as he yelled into the field, "Defend that guy to death! At all costs!"

After all, no one wants to be a background figure.

The Brighton players came back to their senses from the shock, rubbing their hands together and staring at Chu Feng fiercely.

At this point in the game, the final result is no longer important. Since there is no way to stop Manchester United from winning the championship, then preventing Chu Feng from winning the Golden Boot Award would not be a bad idea.

So when the game restarted.

Brighton tried their best to strengthen the defense on the right side, wishing not to let even a fly in.

Various fouls occurred frequently.

Waist-wrestling, crazy flying tackles, fierce confrontations.

Under such circumstances, let alone Chu Feng who has not reached the template limit, even if Maradona was brought in, it would be useless.

Manchester United quickly changed the direction of attack, trying to stretch Brighton's defense and create space for Chu Feng.

But Brighton were not fooled at all.

34th minute of the game.

Pogba made a precise pass to Lukaku, who used the Belgian technique to break into the penalty area and volleyed into the bottom right corner.

2-0!

54th minute of the game.

Mourinho looked at Chu Feng who was constantly fouled and decisively replaced him with Rashford.

If you get injured in a game, it will be a lifelong regret for both the team and the player.

Besides, there is the more crucial Champions League final to come.

When Rashford made a cross from the bottom in the 72nd minute and Pogba followed up with a world-class goal, the game had lost any suspense.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In the remaining time, Manchester United continued to pass the ball back and forth in the backcourt.

The camera frequently focused on the stands, where many unique banners appeared.

For example, an eye-catching Chinese slogan.

"You're next!"

It also has the Real Madrid logo attached to it.

(Similar) Another example is a huge “21＞18”, symbolizing that Manchester United is about to win the English top league championship for the 21st time.

As for what does 18 represent?

Of course, it is the number of championships won by our arch-rival Liverpool.

This made many Liverpool fans watching the game so angry that they wanted to pull the Manchester United fans out of the TV and beat them up.

I will definitely give you something interesting to watch next season!

Beep-beep-beep! The boring time passed quickly, and finally the referee blew the whistle.

The game was declared over, but the carnival had just begun, because Manchester United won the Premier League championship one round ahead of schedule! 70,000 Manchester United fans raised their hands and jumped wildly.

Old Trafford seemed to be shaking.

Then the stadium DJ played the Manchester United team song, and the high-spirited and passionate melody rang out.

The Manchester United fans sang along.

"Glory, Glory, Man United!"

"We're the champions of the world!"

“.”

Everyone seemed to be in a dream.

Compared with the previous 20 championships, this championship is more precious.

Because they are facing the strongest opponent - Manchester City.

Compared with Manchester City's 19-game winning streak, each game was basically won by 2-3 goals, and they won the game easily.

Manchester United's victory was really bumpy.

There have been situations where we were tied or even reversed by weaker teams.

But only after a long period of hardship will the final victory be sweeter, and Manchester United fans have personally experienced the meaning of this sentence.

On the green field at this time.

Chu Feng stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

Looking back at my rebirth, I have always aimed to win the championship, but when the dream comes true, what kind of mood will I be in?

He didn't seem as excited as I imagined, but also seemed too excited.

In short, the emotions in my heart are very complicated.

After a while, Chu Feng smiled brightly at the camera and waved vigorously.

He knew his parents were watching.

Thousands of miles away in Hua Xia Bin City, there is the Guofeng Shimao community.

"Congratulations to Manchester United and Xiaochu for winning the 2017-18 Premier League championship!"

"Since the end of the Ferguson era, Manchester United seem to have gone back in time."

"The team has fallen into a slump, the results of the competition are poor, the players' form is up and down, and the overall atmosphere of the team is dull."

“.”

Yan Lanxia and Chu Changzheng listened to the sound coming from the TV and stared at the familiar boy on the screen.

The former's eyes were slightly wet, and he felt distressed for his son's efforts.

The latter lit a cigarette and expressed pride in his son's achievement.

Over the years, apart from financial support, they have not given Chu Feng much help, so he feels a little guilty.

They see this as a failure of parenting.

Of course, Chu Feng wouldn’t think so.

"Old Chu, am I dreaming? Did our son really win the championship?"

Yan Lanxia asked in disbelief.

Chu Changzheng took a deep breath and said, "Yes, our son is a champion! And he is the Premier League champion!"

"So do you think your son will be back in the summer?"

Yan Lanxia suddenly thought of something.

Chu Changzheng was a little uncertain, "He should be back, after all, he has nearly a month's vacation."

Yan Lanxia said to herself: "That's good. I have learned a lot about healthy meals recently. I guarantee they will be delicious and nutritious."

Not long after.

The sound of ding-dong broke the atmosphere in the room. Yan Lanxia picked up her mobile phone and opened WeChat.

All kinds of blessings.

Chu Changzheng did the same, grinning and replying slowly.

The city also went crazy.

There were ghost howlings in the boys' dormitories of various universities, and voices of "Manchester United is awesome" and "Chu Feng is awesome" could be heard everywhere.

Some even ran wildly with the Manchester United flag on their backs.

The dormitory manager was so frightened that she almost called the police.

Dong once won the Premier League championship, but he rarely played, and it was a long time ago.

So young people are not familiar with it.

But Chu Feng is different.

Chinese fans have watched him grow, from the Manchester United youth team to the first team, from a substitute to a starter, and witnessed every one of his goals.

It's like experiencing it yourself.

Unprecedented excitement surged in their hearts, making them shout and roar uncontrollably.

Some people quickly logged onto the online shopping platform and wanted to place an order for a Manchester United No. 7 jersey, but when they clicked into the official flagship store, they found that even last season's jerseys had been sold out.

The camera moves to Old Trafford.

Chu Feng put his arm around Rashford's shoulders and said, "Do you know when the Premier League championship trophy will be distributed?"

"You don't even know this? It must be after the next round of the league. I guess you haven't even touched the Premier League trophy."

Rashford made a disdainful expression.

Valencia next to him immediately gave him a slap on the face, "You only joined the first team two seasons ago, you haven't seen it before!"

"That's right, these young people are no match for us."

Ashley Yang showed his snow-white teeth, and the corners of his mouth were almost cracked behind his ears.

"Chu, I don't know who has been in the Premier League for more than a dozen seasons, but has scored less goals than you in one season."

McTominay chuckled.

The Manchester United players' faces darkened when they heard this. Ashley Young counted on his fingers for a long time before slowly saying, "It's not me anyway. I scored 41 goals."

Valencia, Matic, Fellaini, Mata and others chased McTominay so hard that he had to flee in panic.

(End of this chapter)