Chapter 155: North London is immortal, West London is immortal

Ozil held his ankle and looked extremely painful. After examination by the team doctor, it was confirmed that he could not continue the game, so Arsenal used the last substitution of the game.

3号吉布斯换下11号厄齐尔，后卫换前锋阿森纳的阵型由4-3-3转变为4-3-1-2，只能说不愧是温教授，吉鲁+阿尔特塔搭档双峰，这种阵容也就只有他能想出来了！
Arsenal's direct free kick opportunity was still taken by Ramsey.

"Snapped!"

It was a direct free kick from this position. Ramsey thought twice and chose to cross the ball. Center forward Giroud's header was blocked by Courtois.

"so close!"

Jiang Yuan exclaimed, if Arsenal had scored this goal he would have been blamed, fortunately Courtois has always been very reliable!

Oscar was standing right where the ball was first to land, and the Brazilian took the ball and turned around, the whole action being done in one smooth motion.

"Hey!"

Jiang Yuan, who was standing side by side with Monreal, suddenly stretched out his hand and then rushed back. At the same time, Oscar sent an extremely accurate pass in front of Jiang Yuan, and Jiang Yuan was able to stop the ball with almost no effort.

good chance!
Jiang Yuan gave himself a psychological hint that Hazard on the left must be exhausted after playing for a while, so he needed to take on the task of passing the ball. So Jiang Yuan didn't even think about it, he dribbled the ball with big strides and didn't give Monreal any chance to chase back.

"Monreal can't catch up with Jiang Yuan at all. He has lost his defensive position. There is no way Cazorla can make up for him. It's a 1v1 on the wing. Let's see how Jiang Yuan will handle it."

"It's slowing down. Is it going to pass the ball to Fabregas in the middle? Jiang Yuan, who came on as a substitute, and Fabregas have played many matches on the right and the middle. Damn, it suddenly accelerated!"

"A classic quick stop and dribble. Jiang Yuan stopped and dribbled past Cazorla with his speed. He continued to dribble the ball. Oh my God, this ability to dribble past the opponent on the wing, this is Jiang Yuan!"

"Monreal caught up while Jiang Yuan was dribbling past him, but Jiang Yuan has now reached the edge of the penalty area and started to cut inside!"

"Step aside!"

Jiang Yuan kicked his left foot with his right foot, moved sideways to get rid of Koscielny in front of him, and then shot directly with the outside of his right foot!
"Snapped!"

Cech clenched his fists and blocked the ball!
Cech used a lot of strength, and the ball had some speed to begin with, so it flew out of Arsenal's penalty area, but the danger for the Gunners was not completely eliminated.

The ball came to Hazard's feet.

Remy saw Hazard get the ball and immediately ran into the penalty area. He was now standing inside the offside line, but Remy was not worried at all because he knew that Hazard would not pass the ball to him.

Jiang Yuan kept Mourinho's tactical arrangements in mind and moved directly to the right, taking Koscielny away to create as much space as possible for Hazard.

With the help of Chelsea players, Hazard only needs to face Mertesacker and Bellerin, which is acceptable for the Belgian superstar.

With a familiar change of rhythm, Hazard came between the two players and then kicked the ball hard in the middle with his right foot.

"It's a shot from Hazard that goes in!"

"OH MY GOD!"

"Hazard!!!!"

"What a brilliant goal!"

Accompanied by screams from Wembley Stadium, Hazard slid on his knees on the left and then celebrated by peeling a pear (pears are a specialty of the Flemish region of Belgium where Hazard was born).

The fragrance of pear blossoms lingers on the corners of clothes, passing through the crowds, and then quietly enters the deep red curtains...

But how can pear blossoms be as fragrant as Azar?
"Brothers, oh my god, Hazard cuts in and scores, 2:1, Chelsea 2:1 Arsenal!"

"In 10 minutes, Chelsea, who were behind, scored two goals in a row and successfully reversed the score!!! Hahahaha, I have a feeling that Chelsea will win the Community Shield this season."

"Jiang Yuan passed the England work permit on July 7th and will play in the Community Shield final on August 29nd. Can he win the championship?"

The live broadcast room was filled with barrages of comments. Those who were willing to watch pirated broadcasts in A Kun's room were all die-hard fans. Needless to say, the level of activity was very high.

[Seeing is believing, King Zaqiu is really awesome! 】

[What a great inside pass! Hazard is called Little Jiang Yuan! ]

[If Jiang Yuan can maintain this state, Chelsea can play with both wings in the future, but the problem now is that Hazard's tactical position in Chelsea is too terrible. If Mourinho does not make changes, Jiang Yuan will probably have little chance]

[Indeed, in order to unleash Hazard's potential, Azpilicueta's lungs are almost bursting, and Jiang Yuan is now playing the role of advancing on the right, and the main firing point is still on Hazard. Mourinho really loves the King of Football! ]

[We are Chinese, and we have a filter when watching Jiang Yuan play. We think Jiang Yuan can share the right to shoot with Hazard, but Mourinho doesn't think so. After all, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. As long as Jiang Yuan is on the field, no matter whether he scores a goal or not, there will be Chinese people praising him.]

[Hahahaha, that's true, the brother upstairs sees it clearly]

[It is not easy for Jiang Yuan to score goals in this tactical position. Have you noticed that since Jiang Yuan came to Chelsea, he has rarely entered the opponent's penalty area. When he was in Porto, the whole team was looking for opportunities for Jiang Yuan to break through. It can only be said that the tactical position is indeed much worse.]

[Woohoo, Chelsea is the champion! Jiang Yuan is the champion! ]

[The Community Shield champion, although not as valuable as the league, is still very impressive. The most amazing thing is that Jiang Yuan only played one final and won the championship with the team. What's the difference between this and winning without doing anything? Well, it seems there is a difference, after all, Jiang Yuan did score a goal! ]

……

After Hazard scored, Mourinho made a decisive substitution, replacing center forward Remy with Cuadrado. Similar to Wenger's substitution adjustment, Chelsea changed from three forwards to two forwards, and the original 4-2-3-1 formation became the current 442.

Now Chelsea has two forwards on the field, one is worth 2 million euros and the other is worth 7000 million euros. It can be said that they are very intimidating!

"Press forward, press forward!"

The team was one goal behind after more than 80 minutes, and it was still the final, so Wenger finally got anxious.

You know, this kind of low-value cup competition has a significant feature, that is, if you don't win the championship, all the previous games will be in vain. Now that it has come to this, Wenger, including all Arsenal players and fans, do not want to lose.

Unfortunately, Arsenal's three substitutions have all been used up, and coupled with Ozil's injury, Wenger can no longer use a three-forward offensive formation.

As time passed, Chelsea, who were leading, gradually took control of the game under the command of Terry and Fabregas.

"Blue is the colour, football is the game~"

"We're all together, and winning is our aim~"

"So cheer us on through the sun and rain~"

"B'cause Chelsea, Chelsea is our name!"

The fans at Stamford Bridge sang the team song, "Blue is the Colour". This song has a very distinctive feature - the lyrics are simple, but the melody is beautiful and it is very easy to sing!

Arsenal was already defeated. In the 92nd minute, Arteta's attack on the left was disrupted by Ivanovic, and referee Pawson blew the whistle to end the game.

"2:1, Game over"

“Congratulations to Chelsea on winning the 14-15 The Football Association Community Shield!!! (Congratulations to Chelsea on winning the 14-15 English Community Shield!)”

Chelsea star Leboeuf stood up from his chair and shouted: "Tell me, who is the champion of this game, who is the final winner?"

"Chelsea, the champion!"

"We are the champions!"

Leboeuf, with his feet on the commentary stand and one hand on the microphone, said: "Who is the King of London?"

“Only Chelsea!”

North London is immortal? Let's assume you're right.

But you have to remember that what West London beat is immortality!
"Guys, come here!"

Mourinho walked into the stadium wearing a suit and holding the Community Shield trophy (strictly speaking, the shield).

The staff at Wembley Stadium were very efficient and a podium was set up in no time. Mourinho handed the trophy to Terry, and the Chelsea captain stood in the middle of the podium.

"quickly come!"

Fabregas urged, "Chelsea's players, from starters to substitutes, all stood on the podium. Jiang Yuan wanted to stand in the front row, but after thinking about it, he stood at the back, and Mourinho stood on the side.

Terry grabbed the shield with both hands and shouted back: "Guys, are you ready?"

"3"

"2..."

"1..."

"we are the champion!!!"

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Golden fireworks exploded from both sides. After a month and a half, Chelsea players who had just won the Premier League championship now won the Community Shield.

"Blue! Blue is the colour!"

"Blue..."

The players laughed and were immersed in the joy of winning the championship. Even Mourinho, who was always strict, ignored the problems of the team because of this championship. A disaster seemed to be coming to Stamford Bridge...

"Hey, Jiang, here you go!"

Hazard kissed the trophy and then handed it to Jiang Yuan, who took the large silver shield with both hands with a serious expression.

"This trophy... is so light!"

……

That night, Chelsea players held a celebration party at the Connaught Bar in West London. Mourinho ostensibly forbade players from drinking heavily, but in fact he turned a blind eye.

In the words of Hazard, "Victory without alcohol always feels like something is missing", perhaps this is the Belgians' obsession with beer!
Chelsea players requested an extra-large private room, and except for Costa who was recovering from an injury and could not drink, all the other players were present.

"Wow~Eden, come!"

Oscar was holding a glass of Martini, and a fresh herbal fragrance wafted in his face, which brightened Jiang Yuan's eyes as he was sitting next to Hazard.

Azar took a bottle of Hoegaarden from the cart pushed by the Asian waiter, poured it into the glass, and then threw a slice of lemon into it. While drinking with Oscar, he explained to Jiang Yuan: "Jiang, this is Belgian beer, only 5 degrees, suitable for a baby like you!"

After saying that, Hazard drank the beer in the glass, and then poured a full glass for Jiang Yuan. The Belgian king was very considerate and added a slice of lemon for Jiang Yuan: "Jiang, please!"

Jiang Yuan pushed the wine glass from Hazard's hand, lowered his head and searched around in the waiter's cart, and finally took out a bottle of Waitrose blood orange juice, revealing a satisfied smile: "Cheers!"

PS: You can’t drink if you are under 18. This is not my rule, I hope you understand!
"Boring!"

Hazard curled his lips and drank the white beer that he was going to give to Jiang Yuan. Then William stood in the middle and showed off his amazing dancing skills. Although there was no alcohol in Jiang Yuan's brain, his body was still shaken by the music.

"Cover Up My Face" was playing in the box. Terry had ordered the song. Jiang Yuan had no idea what the deep male voice was saying, but he just danced along!
Everyone felt that drinking alone was not enough, so Oscar suddenly suggested: "Guys, I think we need some girls!"

Zuma raised his hand: "Blonde!"

So Oscar stuffed a handful of British pounds with a face value of 10 to 50 into the waiter's hand, and then patted the waiter on the shoulder: "Go quickly, remember, people coming in are not allowed to bring communication tools!"

The Asian guy nodded to show that he understood, put the beer in the cart on the table, and then pushed the cart away.

Jiang Yuan took a sip of blood orange juice and put his arm around Zuma's shoulders: "Do you like blonde hair?"

Zuma raised his hands above his head, looking innocent: "It's not just me, right, Eden!"

Hazard, who was named, gave Zouma a middle finger.

The waiter was very efficient and soon brought in a dozen girls with different styles. Zouma moved quickly and put his arms around the two blonde girls in the lead. The fact that he liked blonde girls was probably only the newcomers Jiang Yuan and Falcao who didn't know.

Instead of pushing away Zuma who suddenly "offended" them, the two blonde girls put their arms around the Frenchman's arms and pretended to be drunk, sticking to him.

As to whether they were really drunk, only they themselves knew.

The next person to go up was Terry. The Chelsea captain fell in love with a girl with thin lips wearing a shoulder-baring dress. The two of them lay on the sofa and kissed each other gently.

"Tsk tsk!"

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised: "I remember Captain Terry has a wife, right?"

Hazard shrugged: "It's nothing, we don't care about these. You know, our captain was very playful when he was young, he knew all the pretty girls in the bar!"

"real or fake?"

Jiang Yuan widened his eyes. Terry seemed to be quite honest. If it was true, then one could only say that one should not judge a person by his appearance.

Hazard gulped down half a bottle of martini and took a small piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl: "Why would I lie to you? This happened a long time ago. I also heard it from others. I remember Terry was arrested by the police. It happened in 02 or 03!"

amount……

Jiang Yuan was speechless. It was 02 or 03. He was only four or five years old at that time. What did he know?

"By the way, Jiang, which one do you like?"

Azar pointed at the white girls with heavy makeup at the door and looked at Jiang Yuan with a smile.

"Um... I think liking something like this shouldn't be one-sided."

Jiang Yuan touched his head and his cheeks turned slightly red.

Hazard waved his hand: "I just need to know which one you like, don't worry about them not liking you"

"What?"

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened. Hazard did not answer Jiang Yuan's question. He suddenly stood up, reached into his jacket pocket with his right hand, and took out a large stack of pounds. "Hey, girls, our goal scorer is a little bored here today. Does anyone want to accompany him?"

Hazard put the banknotes on the coffee table and pressed them with a bottle of Remy Martin Louis XIII brandy: "I forgot to mention that my brother's weekly salary is 2 pounds. Does anyone want to make friends with him?"

As soon as Azar finished speaking, a long-haired girl over 1 meters tall trotted over, lay down on the sofa, hugged Jiang Yuan's left hand tightly, and her chest inadvertently rubbed against Jiang Yuan's arm.

"Come on! Eden, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yuan pouted, and Hazard laughed: "My good man, you are a Premier League player, are you afraid that someone doesn't like you?"

"Good luck!"

Hazard raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yuan, then slipped away to the other side to dance.

"All right!"

Jiang Yuan stuck out his tongue and looked at the blonde girl next to him: "Don't lick it!"

The girl's face flushed and she licked Jiang Yuan's right arm with her long tongue.

"Hey, I know you're not drunk, you don't even smell like alcohol!"

Even though Jiang Yuan said that, the girl still pretended to know nothing, forcing Jiang Yuan to use his ultimate move: "Okay, I'll give you 1000 pounds, and you stop right now, deal?"

Hearing "1000 pounds", the girl was no longer drunk. She looked at Jiang Yuan with her big eyes, full of tenderness: "Jiang, I like you!"

"That's it!"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "You don't look very old, do you? You're from England?"

The girl shook her head: "19 years old, Ireland!"

"19 years old? So young!"

Jiang Yuan widened his eyes. He originally thought that the girl must be in her 20s at most, but it turned out that she was not even 20 years old. It must be said that European girls are precocious!
The girl stuck out her tongue: "Jiang, you are only 17 years old!"

"Huh? You know me?"

"Of course, this is London. There is no Londoner who doesn't know Chelsea players. Oh, and my father is a Chelsea fan!"

The girl hugged Jiang Yuan's waist and seized almost every opportunity to have physical contact with Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan pouted: "So... you are also a Chelsea fan?"

To be honest, Jiang Yuan was a little happy. He didn't expect to meet football fans when he came to the bar. However, the Irish girl's answer left Jiang Yuan speechless.

"Jiang, what I like is not the team, but the players in the team"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan laughed out loud: "Haha, you are very direct. I am a little uncomfortable with this."

The Irish girl pulled Jiang Yuan's arm: "I don't watch football games, but I know Premier League players... are strong and rich!"

"So, Jiang, do you like me?"

The girl blinked her big eyes, moved her upper body back a little, and showed her proud figure to Jiang Yuan.

"Of course I do!"

The girl was delighted when she heard the words, but she was no longer happy because Jiang Yuan did not take any next action after he finished speaking. He just sat on the sofa and drank his blood orange juice.

"Jiang...Okay! If possible, can I have a photo with you?"

Her cell phone was taken away by the bodyguard outside when she came in, so the girl touched the cell phone in Jiang Yuan's pocket.

"Picture?"

Jiang Yuan frowned: "What kind of photo?"

The girl didn't speak at first, but grabbed Jiang Yuan's right hand and put it around her neck. Then she leaned her head on Jiang Yuan's shoulder. The two looked like a couple in their passionate love period. "That's it. Don't worry. I won't post the photos online. I'll only show them to my sisters!"

Jiang Yuan pulled his hand back with a little force: "Madam, please leave here."

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(End of this chapter)