“Tick…”

Gary Cahill seemed to hear the sound of raindrops falling on the blades of grass.

He couldn't help but put down his hands covering his face.

It's raining?

Isn't it a forecast that it will be sunny today?

Does Munich also like London to rain suddenly?

But he didn't see any rain, he only saw one leg and bright red socks.

These are Bayern's socks, as red as their jerseys.

But... the color of this leg seems to be a little different from the other one!

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"Dragon! You killed the game!"

Gomez slapped Long Shute directly in front of the goal with a "bang" slap, and then pressed him hard.

"We don't have to play tmd penalty shootout!"

Schweitzer was happy and threw himself on them from behind.

"ah!"

The goal-scoring hero under them let out a shrill scream, and even the audience in front of the TV heard his voice clearly through the sound collection equipment.

"Ah... Long Shute's legs really cracked again! The blood dyed the entire socks even more red in an instant..."

The smile at the corner of Duan Yixuan's mouth suddenly solidified.

Poet He, who had just completed a lyrical article, stopped saying a word.

Indeed, although this injury will not kill his life and will not seriously affect Long Shute's career, a wound will collapse three times in a short period of time, even the Iron Man will not be able to bear it.

At least at this moment, Long Shute was in a bad pain, and even his eyebrows, which were like sharp swords, had already twisted into a ball...

-

Bayern medical director Walfat shook his head, and once again rushed into the field with his medical team.

But this time, their speed is much slower.

It was just that the old wounds collapsed, and the miraculous doctor knew it.

Unlock the shoelaces for 3 seconds, take off the socks for 3 seconds, remove the leg guards for 1 second, untie the previous bandage... 10 seconds.

Clean the wound, stop bleeding, spray, ice, re-wrap the bandage... Which process does not take time?

Chelsea players were almost crazy trying to carry them all out of the field, but it was already 15 minutes long.

The referee did not directly blew the whistle at the end of the game, but instead allowed Chelsea to reorganize an attack.

But Chelsea has no hope.

Although Long Shute is still treating off the court, the morale of the Bayern players has been rekindled by his goal. Drogba, who is overdrawn in physical fitness, did not gain any advantage in Dimoshchuk. The two strong and burly men can only pester and fall on Bayern's grass, and then gasp together, letting the opponent's burning breath spew on their faces.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

Pronsa's whistle finally echoed over the Allianz Arena.

Nearly 20,000 fans cheered loudly at the same time, while the other 20,000 were sad.

Tymoshchuk clenched his fists, but tears burst out from Drogba's eyes.

As the captain on the field, Lampard lowered his proud head.

Terry, sitting in the stands, couldn't help but remember that four years ago, in the heavy rain in Moscow, he was even more desperate than today.

"Bayern, Bayern, forever No.1..."

In the stands of Allianz Arena, that simple and bright song rang again, and Chelsea fans could only swallow tears in their stomachs at this moment.

It is time for Bayern to celebrate.

Robben forgot his penalty kick and raised the champagne with Ribery, Muller, Neuer, Cross and others, then aimed at each other and squirted each other, laughing happily came one after another.

Fortunately, they still remember that Long Shute was a wounded person, otherwise he would spray a bottle of champagne on each person, even if Long Shute had a physical condition of 21, he would probably have a wound infection and inflammation...

However, Heinx was not so lucky. The old man who was about to have a myocardial infarction for the team was drenched by his disciples without any hesitation and was thrown into the sky!

-

Long Shute sat on the ground, receiving bandage from the team doctors, and watching his teammates chasing and playing around. Occasionally, a champagne hop splattered around.

This is the joy of victory.

He had tasted Wembley a season ago.

But this time...the taste seems to be a little different.

If I were not injured, would this game be so difficult?

have no idea.

No one will know this answer.

-

"Congratulations to Bayern Munich, they once again stood at the top of Europe after 11 years! Today, we are the king of Europe!"

After the award ceremony began, Duan Yixuan couldn't wait to announce the title for Platini:

"After winning the Champions League, Bayern has collected three heavy trophys, including the 2011-12 Bundesliga championship, the German Cup and the Champions League championship. They have also become the club that won the triple-champion for the first time in Bundesliga history! Congratulations!"

He turned around to see his old partner, but found that Tao Wei could no longer speak.

He Wei was patting Tao Wei's back lightly, but it could not relieve the tears of the Bayern loyalist.

That was Bayern's true supporter. Even if it turned into stars in the sky, it was still watching the light of the southern stars.

-

"I originally thought that I wouldn't see you appear in this game, but... you still became the brightest superstar in this game."

UEFA President Platini hung the championship medal around Long Shute's neck and then talked to him intimately:

"I think at least the best UEFA player this year... there is no suspense again."

"If there is still suspense, I'm afraid I can only complain to Mr. Blatt."

Long Shute said with a smile, and then hugged the former legend, the politician today.

Platini knew he was joking, so he just patted his shoulder hard and walked towards Bayern's last player.

The honor of raising the trophy belongs to the team captain. Long Shute did not come to the front. Ram seemed to look at him, and then raised the trophy high amid the cheers of the fans in the audience!

Fireworks flew into the sky, and the entire court was filled with red ribbons and shiny gold foil.

Ruménig, Heness, Beckenbauer, Gadmuller, Samer and other big guys who were watching the game in the stands were all happy to smile. As hosts, the extra-large fireworks they prepared specifically for themselves were finally no cheaper.

It looks so pretty now!

-

Chelsea players quickly left the court with applause, followed by the celebration time for Bayern Munich.

Ram and Schweinsteiger held the trophy high to complete the celebration, and then without any hesitation, they handed the honor of the championship to the limping Dragon Shyte.

At this time, of course, he would not refuse pretentiously, but raised the trophy amid the cheers of thousands of people!

"dragon!"

"dragon!"

"dragon!"

There was no surprise that a thunderous roar sounded in the stands, but it was gradually suppressed by an electronic sound.

“Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday my love,

Happy birthday to you…”

When Long Shute realized, a special tool truck for the stadium had slowly driven in front of him. Emma Watson, who had been worried about him for more than ten minutes in the stands, held the microphone and sang the simplest English song affectionately. At this moment, the little witch seemed particularly bright and charming.

Following her were several staff members of the Bayern Club, who surrounded a huge birthday cake car and slowly arrived at the center of the stadium.

"You actually remember my birthday."

Long Shute was surprised to hold his girlfriend in his arms, while the little witch smiled and gave him a fragrant kiss.

The DJ broadcaster, who just took the lead in expressing congratulations to the club in the radio room, told the audience through the microphone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, every Bayern Munich fan, is today, May 19th, our No. 8 player, the 22nd birthday of the great decisive Mr., let us send him the best birthday wishes with the warmest applause!"

The second Champions League champion and the second time he became the key teacher, what else is better than this?
Chapter completed!