Chapter 648 We Are the Champions! ! !

"Good shot, Dong!"

"pretty!"

"marvelous!"

In the stands, Harry Kane raised his arms in celebration and applauded Dong Fangzhuo's goal wildly.

Not far away, Gareth Bale also raised his arms and shouted, joining others in the celebration.

"champion!"

"champion!"

"champion!"

Manchester United fans have begun to look forward to it. Although the Chelsea game has not yet started, they are eager, looking forward to it, and dreaming.

If Manchester United like this can't win the league championship, then who is qualified? Did Chelsea fail to qualify for the Champions League final?

No,

It's Manchester United.

"Dong,"

"Dong,"

"Dong!"

Because they have the champion Dong Fangzhuo.

"Dong used his usual sense of smell and enthusiasm to complete the 31st goal in the league. If he can work harder, maybe he can score the 32nd and 33rd goals, and then break Henry's 32 league goals last season. Goalscoring record.”

"Aha, in front of Dong, everything is possible, let us continue to wait and see."

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With a sad look on his face, he sat on the sofa in his living room, his brows frowning more and more, but he murmured in his heart: "It's him again."

"From the first game against Manchester United, he was like an inescapable curse. It seems that in these three years, he has been leading Manchester United to rise again. Sir Alex, why are you so lucky?"

"Without him in the Manchester United trident, Manchester United would never be so strong."

Mourinho is constantly revising his judgment on Dong Fangzhuo. What makes him very helpless is that every new revision proves that Dong Fangzhuo is getting stronger and stronger.

Is he the strongest being in the world?

Instead he smiled...

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beep,

The game resumed, and Manchester United continued to suppress Manchester City and brought Manchester City back to its original shape.

"Manchester City fans have suddenly discovered that they cannot become a spoiler for the championship just because of their poor results in the season, and they will soon give up such illusions."

In the 36th minute, Carrick passed the ball and Ronaldo once again broke into the right side of the penalty area and shot, but his shot was still blocked by the goalkeeper. This time it was Rooney's turn to make a follow-up shot from a small angle on the left. Unfortunately, he was not as refined as Dong Fangzhuo. With his footwork, the ball missed the baseline.

Manchester United then continued to suppress frantically, but did not continue to change the score. At the end of the first half, Manchester United's half-time ball possession rate reached 64.9%, and its passing success rate also reached 78.5%, both of which were dominant.

Manchester City has failed to score for 605 consecutive minutes at home, and coach Pierce is on the verge of dismissal...

At the beginning of the second half, Sun Jihai suddenly appeared and replaced veteran Haman. The Chinese fans in the stands burst into a small round of applause, but today's protagonist is obviously not Sun Jihai, but Dong Fangzhuo and Manchester United.

After Sun Jihai arrived, he did not play the usual defender position, but served as a midfielder.

As soon as he came up, he was teased by Modric, but he wisely stretched out his hand and prevented Modric from rushing over with the ball.

Manchester United got a chance to take a free kick in the frontcourt. Cristiano Ronaldo stood in front of the goal and flicked it. Scholes' long shot from 30 yards hit Isaacson's hand.

"I thought Cristiano would shoot directly, but I was surprised. He also learned to be humble in front of the champion?"

Three minutes later, Manchester City finally got a chance to counterattack. Onuoha broke through Heinze and entered the right side of the penalty area, but the final pass was blocked by Vidic. Manchester United's defense is very focused.

A corner kick was taken, and Vidic once again made the opponent desperate and couldn't touch the ball at all. Manchester United immediately counterattacked, and Modric once again took the ball to attack, but this time Sun Jihai fell directly to the ground to tackle, and Modric finally lost the ball at his feet.

Sun Jihai's appearance relieved Manchester City's pressure in the midfield, but after he handed the ball to the frontcourt, Manchester City still lost the opportunity to attack.

Pierce could only continue to make adjustments, Sinclair replaced Beasley, and Codiff also came up. Sinclair's appearance finally stabilized Manchester City's midfield, and they got a corner kick in the 64th minute.

What surprised the Chinese fans was that it was Sun Jihai who took the corner kick!

"Sun,"

"This seems to be the first time I've seen him take a corner kick. It's interesting."

"There are a lot of Manchester City players entering the Manchester United penalty area, so be sure to keep an eye on them." Lineker counted. A total of 5 people entered the penalty area, and there were three more people wandering outside the penalty area. As you can imagine, Manchester City How eager to score a goal.

Sun Jihai took a corner kick on the right, and there was chaos in the Manchester United penalty area. Mpensa headed the goal from 12 yards in the chaos!

呲——

The ball missed the left post.

"so close!"

"They say be careful, you almost lost the ball."

"Is this going to give Chelsea a chance?"

"Don't..."

Lineker and Manchester United fans broke into a cold sweat at the same time.

Far away in China, Chinese fans joked about Sun Jihai, "I didn't expect that Sun Jihai had such good footwork and could actually pass the ball so well."

"Is he usually hiding it? I think he doesn't want to see Xiaodong win the league championship. Today, he revealed his true colors, right?"

A minute later, Lineker broke through on the left and won another free kick, and it was Sun Jihai who took the kick.

Sun Jihai passed a long free kick into the penalty area. Dunn headed the ball across the penalty area. Ferdinand rushed to the edge of the small penalty area to clear the ball before substitute Dickov, but the referee awarded a goal kick.

The Chinese fans couldn't help it anymore, "Sun Jihai, what do you mean you took care of all the set pieces today?"

"If you pass the ball too outrageously, we'd be happy for you to take the penalty, but your pass is so bloody, what do you mean?"

"If you keep jumping around, Xiaodong's league championship will be in danger. You'd better not rush to take the penalty position..."

"Do you dare to return to China in the future?"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Jihai passed another high-quality ground ball into Manchester United's penalty area! The ball actually went through Ferdinand's calf! It fell at the feet of our own defender Sinclair. Sinclair took advantage of the situation and fell at the feet of Vidic!

"Hey! Penalty kick?"

"It looks like a penalty!"

"No,"

"The referee made no penalty!"

"If this was a penalty..."

Watching the slow-motion replay again, Lineker didn't understand whether it was a penalty kick, but Sinclair kept protesting in front of the referee, thinking it was a penalty kick.

But in the end, the referee still did not make a penalty.

The Manchester City players were very depressed, and then they continued to bully the Manchester United players with fouls. Cristiano Ronaldo and Rooney fell down on both wings one after another, but the free kicks that Manchester United subsequently sent were of poor quality and were all cleared by the Manchester City players.

Rooney was then replaced by Giggs.

In the 85th minute, Dong Fangzhuo was personally tackled to the ground by Sun Jihai in the middle. Dong Fangzhuo rolled on the turf several times.

CCAV5's Huang Jianxiang was anxious and taught Sun Jihai a lesson directly in the live broadcast room.

"Sun Jihai, you, you, you,"

"You really dare to take action!"

Seeing that Dong Fangzhuo got up without any problems, Huang Jianxiang said again:

"Do you know that Dong Fangzhuo will also play in the Champions League final and the FA Cup final? I am just saying this to you on behalf of the Chinese fans. You cannot bear this responsibility."

"Let me take this ball." Dong Fangzhuo stood between Ronaldo and Scholes and took the initiative to pass the ball.

Ronaldo and Scholes didn't say anything. Free kicks taken 30 meters away were all punished the same by everyone. Isn't it just luck?

"Dong,"

"He's going to take the kick."

"It is estimated that he will shoot directly, and we can see his falling ball again, but the distance is too far. It requires a certain amount of luck and good footwork."

Dong Fangzhuo's run-up distance is quite long, almost ten meters away.

"Well, it must have been smoked directly."

Beep——

Dong Fangzhuo rushed towards the ball with rhythmic and regular steps...

next moment,

When everyone wanted to see the arc of falling leaves coming out, they saw an inward arc. Instead of shooting, he chose to pass the ball.

Although the curve ball also bypassed Manchester City's wall, it did not go towards the goal, but fell into the right side of Manchester City's penalty area.

There, although Giggs was a little surprised, he still steadily removed the ball with his right foot and just adjusted his shooting posture.

Giggs fired a heavy shot with his left foot, and the ball hit the near corner of the goal.

"goooooal!"

“goooooooooooal!”

“goooooooooooooooal!”

Although Lineker was surprised, he cheered loudly. Unexpectedly, Dong Fangzhuo actually made an unexpected assist.

"2:0, the game ended early."

"Now Manchester United fans can go sit down in a bar, order a few beers and watch the London derby."

"The 32nd league goal."

"Dong has already tied Henry's number of league goals last season. With two rounds left in the game, he still hopes to break the league scoring record."

"Henry must be praying that Dong can't score again, otherwise the record will no longer belong to him at the end of the season."

Five minutes later, the game ended and Manchester United won 2-0 against Manchester City at the Etihad Stadium.

One more game, 8 points ahead!

Just waiting for the result of the match between Arsenal and Chelsea...

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At the Emirates Stadium, Mourinho's expression was very stern. He stood in the command area with his hands crossed, but he was always thinking about the result of the Manchester Derby in his mind.

Only by winning can Chelsea retain the hope of competing for the championship. If they draw, they will say goodbye to the championship...

The Chelsea players on the field also had solemn faces, and they seemed to feel the pressure from Manchester United.

It's just that they are unwilling to explain such a duckweed fantasy. In fact, they have almost lost everything...

Beep——

The London derby begins.

At this moment, fans who follow the Premier League all over the world once again sat in front of the TV to watch this game.

"Farke!"

"Farke!"

"Why did Mao run out of power?"

"Damn it, are Manchester City so poor?"

The Etihad away locker room was instantly cursed. Just when the Manchester United players wanted to turn on the TV to watch the game between Arsenal and Chelsea, the power went out.

"The staff must have done this on purpose. They cut off the power on purpose. They are as shameless as the people of Barcelona."

"Quick, pack your bags, let's go out to the street to watch!"

Dong Fangzhuo and the others could no longer calm down. They packed their luggage neatly while shouting. Then they did not return to the team bus. Instead, they picked up their bags and ran to the nearest bar.

"Hey,"

"Look, who's coming?"

"Dong!"

"Ronaldo,"

"Wayne?"

"..."

Almost the entire Manchester United team came...

"beer!"

"beer!"

"beer!"

“I’m going to buy everyone in the room a beer!”

Dong Fangzhuo suddenly shouted loudly.

"Ouch, Captain!"

Manchester United teammates looked at Dong Fangzhuo in shock...

Gulu gulu gulu gulu... Dong Fangzhuo drank a large glass of beer in one breath.

"Yeah, Dong, awesome."

"Continued Cup?"

"No, wait for the results first..."

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Dong Fangzhuo refocuses on the match between Arsenal and Chelsea...

At this moment, Dong Fangzhuo and the others are no different from ordinary fans.

While watching the game, Rooney and Ferdinand were swearing the whole time.

Arsenal players in particular are not immune.

Ferdinand scolded Henry after he wasted his chance.

"Henry, how did you get the top scorer in the Premier League? Can such an opportunity be wasted?"

And when Van Persie missed his chance, Rooney wasn't polite either.

"Oh, I can hit this ball into the penalty area with my butt. Van Persie is so shit."

"Oh my God, Toure dares to say that his header is good?"

In the 43rd minute, Baptista got a single chance from behind Boraluz. When the Dutch fouled the Brazilian from behind in the penalty area and was sent off with a red card, the bar instantly went crazy.

"Penalty kick!"

"Penalty kick!"

"Penalty kick!"

"Chelsea is finished!"

Gilberto Silva's penalty kick was scored in one fell swoop...

"Ah, well done, Gilberto, I realized that I fell in love with you for the first time!"

"Bye, Chelsea!"

"..."

Their excitement lasted until the 70th minute of the second half, when they finally calmed down after Essien equalized.

“Oh man, they’re not going to go ahead and score, are they?”

"Who knew Arsenal would be so pissed off?"

"What the hell, it's all Henry's fault, the goal just now was not scored!"

"I can't do it anymore, give me a big glass of beer!"

"..."

Dong Fangzhuo and the others were almost lying in front of the table, huddled together to watch the game. Everyone was afraid that Arsenal would not be able to withstand Chelsea's indiscriminate bombardment in the last twenty minutes. And Chelsea did launch a general attack at the last moment.

Their attacks threatened the goal guarded by Lehmann.

"Woooo..."

"Oh, damn, my heart is going to jump out of my chest!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Two minutes left, hold on, Arsenal, hold on!"

"Tack on people, you idiot Toure."

"Idiot, someone was missed from behind!"

Ferdinand simply directed Arsenal's defense in front of the big screen.

…

"Beep,"

"Beep,"

"Beep——"

"ah--"

"ah--"

"ah--"

With the referee's three whistles, the bar went completely crazy.

"we are the champion!"

"we are the champion!"

"we are the champion!"

"We're the fucking Premier League champions!"

Blah, blah, blah!

Dong Fangzhuo's head was instantly doused with a large wave of beer...