The moment Te Hayug blew the whistle at the end of the game, the bench behind Ancelotti was like crazy, rushing towards the field with a howling sound from his mouth!

Ronnie did not rush into the field, but sat alone on the bench, lowered her head, shed tears of happiness alone, savoring joy and satisfaction. The Grand Slam was finally completed, and his Champions League dream was finally fulfilled.

Looking back at the time when he was injured, the doctor said that it would take five months to recover, and he almost lost all his thoughts. Not to mention the Champions League, he could not even participate in the World Cup. Now, more than two months later, he not only recovered, but also participated in the Champions League final, scoring a goal at the Stadium in France, washing away the shame eight years ago. All of this seemed like a dream, which made people unbelievable!

The Milan players on the court hugged each other excitedly, and the ninety minutes of high-intensity confrontation finally ended, and the Big Ear Cup finally belonged to them. They are the king of Europe!

Tang Jue and Kaka hugged each other tightly. For a season, as the youngest player in Milan, the two had already established deep friendship. Kaka choked and said, "We finally did it! We finally did it!"

At this time last year, he shed tears of tears. Tonight he used a goal to kill Arsenal's last hope and declared Milan's victory.

Tang Jue held back the tears in his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, we finally did it!"

Standing at the top of Europe and becoming the new king, Tang Jue spread his arms and raised his head and let out a long roar. Before the long roar was over, he was knocked down on the turf by his teammates who ran from the bench. How could you, a damn guy, stand alone on the top of the top, and be cold at a high place, it is better to lie on the turf, safe and comfortable!

The Red and Black Army in the stands shouted neatly: "Milan! Milan! Milan!"

They were shouting names that made them proud. Since the phone door broke out, they were also depressed. Tonight, it was the group of soldiers on the field that made them proud and relieved their depression!

Gagliari hugged the club officials around her passionately. Milan finally won the seventh Champions League trophy in history. They are witnesses and participants.

...

Professor Wenger stood on the bench and was depressed. The players beside him were filled with sadness in their eyes. The young Fabregas cried...

Henry looked down at the grass beneath his feet expressionlessly, his mind blank...

The other Arsenal players were filled with sadness. They were the losers tonight. Their thirteen unbeaten record in the Champions League this season came to an abrupt end, not because they didn't work hard, but because Milan was too strong.

...

Ancelotti quickly walked to the Arsenal bench to shake hands with Professor Wenger. Wenger squeezed out a smile and said, "Congratulations!"

Ancelotti restrained the ecstasy in his heart, patted Wenger on the shoulder and said, "You played well and almost succeeded. If you were the opponent I didn't like to meet the most, you must be ranked first!"

Professor Wenger's spirit has become slightly better. Yes, his tactical arrangements have been successful, but the players lack experience. If they can continue to implement their tactical arrangements as usual, it is still difficult to say that the winner of this game will be.

...

The Milan locker room was filled with joy. Patricia was jumping and jumping in her arms. Balis smiled happily, and the silver bell-like laughter sounded in the locker room. The media TV staff next to them were also excited. As Berlusconi's private TV station, the primary condition for entering the TV station was that they must be Milan fans. They sang "Milan! Milan!"...

The distant city of Milan is singing and dancing, some dancing in their living rooms; some waving their arms in the bar and twisting their thick and slender waists...

They sang the same song "Milan! Milan!"!

Alice danced alone in the living room. It was not that she didn't want to go to the scene to watch the competition or see her man standing at the top of Europe, but that she wanted to deal with Tang Jue's advertising. With Tang Jue's dazzling performance in Serie A and European battles, more and more manufacturers are going to sign advertisements with Tang Jue and endorse...

This afternoon, Alice signed a contract, a famous Italian game company. Tomorrow she will discuss the details of the advertising with Volkswagen, Germany, and discuss the endorsement with Siemens in the afternoon...

Undoubtedly, Alice did this to reduce exposure, and Alice had no complaints about this. She went to the T-type stage to fulfill her childhood dream. The modeling circle was very complicated and full of various transactions. Alice saw the dirtyness behind the glamor, and an agent once wanted to make her think about it.

There is another reason to go to the T-type TV, that is, for money. She wants to make money to support herself with her own hands. Since she established a romantic relationship with Tang Jue, the contract between them has naturally failed. She doesn't want to become a full-time housewife.

Now she is rich, even more than Tang Jue. In this way, the only one she has on the T-shaped stage is not that strong. She only attends some large fashion conferences.

...

Some people are proud, others are frustrated.

The distant city of London is silent, and the fans' eyes are disappointment and loneliness. After Henry scored that goal, they were once one step away from the championship. Who would have thought that Milan would succeed in reversing, and this distance became a natural barrier. When can we stand at the top of Europe and raise the trophy that symbolizes the king of Europe?

Rijcard, who had returned to his home in the Netherlands, shook his head at the TV, with envious eyes in his eyes. If it weren't for Tang Jue, perhaps Barcelona was ecstatic on the French Stadium at this moment, and he was himself.

In a luxurious private room in a hotel in Barcelona, ​​Ronaldinho drank all the red wine in his glass in one mouthful, his eyes were red. He was holding the World Cup champion on his head and the halo of the World Footballer for two consecutive times. He has been standing in the center of the world football stage in the past two years. Ronaldinho is undoubtedly proud.

Ronaldinho was extremely angry when he thought that Tang Jue said he was a coward before the second leg. If this damn guy meets the French team in the World Cup, he must teach him a good lesson!

Thinking of Brazil's jealous luxury midfield, Ronaldinho suddenly burst into laughter, and the two beauties beside him and Ed Milson looked at him strangely. Could it be that this person was too thrilled?

Ronaldinho looked at the beauty beside him evilly, and his left hand was around her back, grabbing her fullness, and rubbing it hard. The beauty gasped exaggeratedly, and her seductive voice filled the luxurious private room. Ronaldinho rushed towards the beauty like a hungry wolf...

...

Ronnie wiped the tears from her face and ran to the court. She was so lonely sitting on the bench. He wanted to laugh and howl...

Henry found Ronnie and hugged him.

Henry said in Ronnie's ear: "Congratulations!"

Ronnie patted Henry on the shoulder and said, "Think about my suggestion, come to Milan, let's realize your Champions League dream together."

Henry subconsciously looked at Tang Jue in the excited crowd. He let out a long breath and shook his head. Ronnie glanced at Henry's behavior. He thought for a while and persuaded him: "Which position do you want to compete with him? We don't have much time on the field. When we reach our age, all we should do is enjoy football."

"I now regard every game as my last professional game. So I let go of many distractions in my heart and enjoy every moment on the field."

Henry touched his nose and didn't say anything. Ronnie continued, "Is that position so easy to argue? If you don't talk about him, don't Vieira want to?"

This season, Vieira left Arsenal and headed for Juventus. Arsenal Vieira was the absolute leader of the locker room, and has been suppressing Henry. Only after Vieiri left did Henry stretch his mind and become the new leader of the Arsenal locker room.

Hearing Ronnie's words, Henry frowned, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Ronnie struck while the iron was hot and said, "You might as well form an alliance with him and fight against Vieira together, so that you have a chance of winning!"

As a Brazilian player, he was talking to Henry about the leadership of the post-Zidane era. To outsiders, this is unreasonable and even ridiculous. Henry knew that Ronnie and Zidane had a close relationship and thought to himself that this was what Zidane meant?

The reason why Ronnie did this actually had nothing to do with Zidane. This was entirely to repay Tang Jue. Whether it was Tang Jue miraculously letting him return to the court or the saying "To fulfill Ronnie's Champions League dream!", they all moved Ronnie. He didn't have much to do for Tang Jue.

Henry frowned and asked, "Which one does this mean?"

Which one?

Ronnie looked at Henry in confusion, not understanding who he was saying: "Who are you talking about?"

Henry smiled and touched Ronnie's bald head. Ronnie then understood who Henry was talking about. Ronnie shook his head and said, "No, this is what I mean."

Henry's brows frowned even more, and his two eyebrows were almost connected together. Henry looked at Ronnie in confusion and asked, "Why do you want to help him?"

Ronnie smiled and replied, "Because he is different!"

Henry was about to continue asking Ronnie, but Tang Jue suddenly walked over from the crowd. He put one hand on Ronnie's shoulder and the other on Henry's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?"

Ronnie and Henry exchanged glances, and Tang Jue looked at these two people strangely. Could it be...

Tang Jue asked with a smile: "Are you talking about me?"

Ronnie smiled and said, "I invited him to Milan, and he was still a little hesitant."

Tang Jue looked at Henry seriously and said sincerely: "I think it is not the best choice for you to go to Barcelona. Come to Milan, let's help you realize your Champions League dream. This is a challenge. Since the Champions League reform, no team has achieved the feat of winning the Champions League again."

"Let's go and accomplish this feat together!"

Henry looked at Tang Jue's face very carefully, hoping to find a trace of falsehood on his face. However, all he found was sincerity. Could it be that this person is really so open-minded? Or is he still too young to think about it so much?

Henry thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it again!"

Tang Jue nodded and said, "It should be, this is a big thing and must be considered clearly!"

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Chapter completed!