It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 346 His Majesty will arrive at his faithful Wembley today (Part )
The game continues.

Even though Chelsea had taken the lead, there were still stubborn Barcelona fans who believed that the final victory would belong to them.

The game isn't over yet, just...score two more goals.

After the restart, Barcelona still failed to find their form immediately.

The ball passed back and forth between their feet, and judging from the ball possession rate alone, Barcelona beat Chelsea.

But the key to the game is never the ball possession time, but the final number of goals.

Charles knows this team too well.

After the restart, he did not return to the frontcourt but continued to stay in the midfield.

Chelsea's midfield is not good enough in front of Xavi. No one knows when they will suddenly strike out of nowhere and attack Chelsea players when they are relaxed.

Gradually, as time passed, Barcelona found its own rhythm, as if the pre-game adaptation period was over.

Xavi passed the ball directly to Iniesta, who dodged Essien and Mikel's interceptions on the wing and then kicked the ball out.

The ball accurately found Villa at the edge of the penalty area. Ferreira stepped forward to intercept him immediately. Villa dribbled the ball inside and narrowly dribbled past Ferreira. Seeing that Ivanovic and Terry were about to block all the space, he did not hesitate and immediately took a long shot.

Terry immediately turned around and rushed towards the goal. At the same time, Messi and Pedro also rushed up to prepare for a follow-up shot.

Cech on the goal line stared at the ball intently, only to see it flying towards the upper left corner.

Just as it was about to fly into the goal, Cech jumped up and blocked the ball with one hand.

Pedro rushed towards the ball, grabbed the first point, and then made a follow-up shot. The ball rolled quickly on the grass. Cole made a tackle in the first time, and the ball finally hit his foot and was successfully cleared.

"Barcelona's form has improved. The cooperation between the midfield and frontcourt just now almost created a goal."

"Chelsea did a good job defensively, and everyone made no mistakes in their positioning, which was a major reason why Barcelona didn't score in the end."

"In fact, with the development of football, whether it is offense or defense, with more data support, basically every aspect has been achieved to the extreme in the top teams."

"If you want to score a goal, in very rare cases you can rely on a flash of inspiration from a top player, but more often it depends on teamwork, causing the defense to make mistakes, then exploiting the mistakes and finally scoring a goal."

"That's why in many major matches, there are fewer goals scored."

"Excellent offense wins the audience, excellent defense wins the championship. This sentence still makes sense today."

After receiving the pass, Ivanovic immediately passed the ball to Ferreira.

As a defender, the most important thing is to never play with fire when you are close to the goal.

Of course, don’t be too far away, otherwise you will make a mistake.

Ferreira just received the ball, took a look at the situation on the scene, and finally chose to move the ball forward a few steps.

Charles is still in midfield.

Barcelona players are also adjusting their positions synchronously.

Looking at Villa not far away, Ferreira finally transferred the ball to Essien's feet.

After receiving the ball, Essien turned around immediately, not giving other Barcelona players any chance to prepare, and quickly pushed the ball with the outside of his foot.

In the blink of an eye, the ball rolled to Charles' feet.

Because Charles retreated quite deep, Mikel was not far in front of him.

Busquets was standing next to Mikel. As for Iniesta and Xavi, the distance between them and Busquets was not far. They could almost be said to be the wings of Busquets.

Alves still didn't come out. Currently, all four players of Barcelona's back line are standing in their positions, Maloudala on the side and Drogba standing between Barcelona's central defenders.

So, with so many options to choose from, which one is the best answer?
Charles quickly pushed the ball to the right with the inside of his left foot. The moment his left foot landed, Busquets immediately rushed over from Mikel and stood in front of Charles.

At the same time, Xavi and Iniesta were also watching eagerly, one blocked the space between Charles and Lampard, and the other was ready to cooperate with Busquets to steal the ball.

Charles quickly pulled the ball back with his left foot. Busquets saw that the situation had changed and immediately stopped, keeping a reasonable distance from Charles.

"Snapped!"

Charles seized the opportunity and poked the ball with the tip of his left foot. Busquets quickly lowered his head and saw the ball rolling past him and accurately found Mikel.

Xavi, who was blocking the passing route between Charles and Lampard, rushed over immediately, and Busquets also turned around and rushed towards Mikel.

The moment Busquets started, Charles also accelerated synchronously.

Lampard, who had just been watching, looked back every three steps and started moving towards Barcelona's penalty area.

Mikel stopped the ball easily, then stayed there quietly with almost no other movement.

In the blink of an eye, Charles, who was originally several steps behind Busquets, had already overtaken him. Mikel then turned around and quickly picked up the ball.

The ball drew a clear arc in the air and accurately found Malouda.

At the same time, Charles accelerated further and passed by Mikel.

Abidal rushed to the ball at the first opportunity, but Malouda was no pushover either.

After dribbling past Abidal, Malouda quickly met the ball and kicked it past him.

"call out--"

Busquets and Xavi were still following behind Charles, especially Xavi, who wanted to run faster so that he could intercept the ball.

But Charles is really just an animal.

Harvey simply couldn't keep up.

Charles successfully received the ball and rushed forward. Busquets barely followed behind Charles, but after Charles received the ball, his speed did not decrease at all. In the blink of an eye, Busquets could no longer keep up and fell behind by a body length.

Abidal, who had just been defending Malouda, has rushed over to assist in defense.

Pique stepped forward tentatively, ready to steal the ball. Mascherano looked at Charles nervously, and had to keep his attention on Drogba from time to time.

Charles did not slow down, and Pike's test had no effect on him at all.

Seeing Charles dribbling the ball forward, Pique finally became anxious and couldn't help but grab Charles' arm. Mascherano, who had been distracted just now, lowered his center of gravity and retreated.

As for Alves and Abidal, no one placed their hopes on them anymore. They also watched and waited while rushing towards the penalty area.

Pique didn't hold Charles back.

After receiving the pass, Charles did not look at Mascherano. Mascherano wanted to do something, but as soon as he turned around, Charles rushed all the way and flew past him in the blink of an eye!
"At the top of the penalty area, after passing through the corridor, Charles arrived at the Charles area!"

"Barcelona's four-man defence was like a pile of loose sand and could not stop him at all."

"Pique and Alves are still working hard... Charles has already dribbled into the Barcelona penalty area, Valdes attacks, but in front of such a huge goal, he is like a drop in the ocean."

"Alves fell to the ground and tried to tackle... but failed. Charles dodged it easily. But at the same time, Alves forced Charles to change his direction!"

"Pique didn't slow down and rushed straight over."

Looking at the leg right in front of him, Charles immediately changed his shooting posture - a sliding shot.

Pique looked at Charles who was not willing to dodge at all, and subconsciously retracted his legs to dodge.

In a flash, the ball passed by Pique and headed straight for the far post of the goal.

Pique finally failed to control his strength, and the two of them collided and fell to the ground. Valdez, who had just stood in front of Charles and squatted on the ground like a frog, sat down on the ground.

Alves is still sprinting towards the goal.

But it's all over.

He slowed down and wanted to stop, but the grass seemed to have turned into a blazing mountain of fire, urging him to move forward.

Valdes looked back and saw the ball ruthlessly passed through the goal line and bounced in the net.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on that tiny ball.

As if feeling unprecedented pressure, the ball finally lay quietly where it was.

The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Many years later, when people recall the classic Champions League, they will always think of this scene.

Most fans would like to call this moment "His Majesty's arrival at his faithful Wembley".

"The ball goes in, Chelsea 2:0 Barcelona!"

"Charles wanted to dribble past the defense but was intercepted by Busquets. Although Busquets could not be a match for Charles in this situation, considering their friendship, Charles decided to save some face for Busquets and passed the ball to Mikel."

"Maybe Busquets is very grateful to Charles because Charles didn't embarrass him and even made him a level higher than other defensive midfielders because Charles never dribbled past him."

"But Busquets chose to go all out to intercept Charles. He rushed towards Mikel and Xavi also gave up Lampard and followed him.

"Mikel didn't move. He was waiting, waiting for Charles."

"Because Ciel's strength made him understand one thing, that is, trusting teammates is always more reliable than being reckless."

"The moment Charles arrived, Mikel immediately passed the ball to Malouda."

"Without the distraction, Ciel accelerated and sprinted forward."

"Xavi couldn't catch him, Busquets couldn't catch him."

"When the evening breeze of Camp Nou bid farewell to the Corsican Napoleon a year ago, nothing could slow Charles down."

"No wind, no rain, no Barcelona!"

"Malouda passed the ball back and Barcelona's defence collapsed."

"Everyone bowed down at Charles' feet. Valdes could not react at all and could only watch the ball roll in."

"You can't blame him because it's a situation that any goalkeeper faces."

"Leading 2:0, Barcelona is in danger!"

Guardiola knelt on the ground, stood up after a while, and finally walked around with his hands on his head in extreme distress.

Vilanova also closed his eyes in pain, unable to believe that this scene was real.

Wembley once again erupted with a tsunami-like roar.

People of different genders, skin colors, and ages spoke different languages, but at this moment, all Chelsea fans were connected, either crying or laughing.

There were also many fans who had never met the team before. They hugged each other's shoulders, stood up, and jumped on the spot while singing.

The entire stadium is like the heart of a giant.

Charles controlled the giant's pulse and directed the rhythm of its heart.

In the family stands, Jacques, Ange and Anaïs, wearing Charles jerseys, were equally crazy after the goal. No one knew what to say but to shout wildly.

The other players' families who were sitting with them also cheered excitedly.

After a long while, Jacques finally calmed down, but the redness on his face would not go away for a while.

The other players' families also came to their senses.

A middle-aged man smiled and said, "Charles's shot was truly amazing. It was so powerful that no one could stop him."

"That's my son, that's my son!"

Jacques said proudly.

He was not a man who liked to show off, but he wanted everyone to know that he was Charles' father.

This is not only an honor for the child, but also the best compliment to his education.

Ange didn't say anything, but looked at the young man standing on the billboard with a smile.

She doesn't know much about football.

I'm just a little worried that Charles might get hurt.

studio.

Lineker could no longer control his emotions, picked up the microphone on the table, stood up and walked straight to Amor.

Amor was a little panicked and quickly stepped back. At the same time, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Lineker, what do you want to do? Calm down. Although we have different opinions, you shouldn't be so impulsive!"

Lineker did not stop at all and did not explain anything. He just stood in front of Amor with the microphone.

Amor wanted to say something, but soon he heard Lineker's singing.

"Hey Charles, don't hesitate."

"With the sea breeze, the answer echoes in the questioner's ear."

"hey Charles, through the brier."

"Then you can glimpse the stars on the cedar."

Lineker's singing is average. It can't be said that his throat has been kissed by an angel, nor can it be said that his vocal cords have been gnawed by a husky.

Amor's eyes widened.

Lineker continues.

"hey Charles, our dream-keeper."

“Make Stamford better!”

Murder and kill!
Amor didn't understand what he was singing. Looking at the current score between Barcelona and Chelsea, he was already heartbroken. Unexpectedly, he heard Lineker's real "heart-breaking" "song", which directly broke Amor's defense.

"Damn it, Roselle!"

on the field.

Charles took a deep breath and stood up from the ground.

Drogba went crazy. He pulled Charles to the sidelines and rushed to the billboard regardless of anything.

All the cameras on the sidelines turned around and focused on Drogba, who had a grim look on his face, and Charles, who had not yet recovered from his shock.

Drogba put one hand on Charles' shoulder, clenched his fist with the other, and roared, "Champions—here we come!"

(End of this chapter)