Chapter 246: Chinese Champions League No. 1

Li Qingqing turned his back to the attacking direction and raised his hand for the ball.
As soon as she received the ball, she was swept to the ground from behind by the London Bridge defender!
The referee's whistle was followed by a huge boo, almost unheard.
It's hard to believe that this is a women's football game.
St. John's Stadium, which can accommodate 52,000 people, was almost full.
Among these people are the fans of the King of Madrid, there are also fans of London Bridge, in addition, there are many neutral fans.
Although China is now vigorously developing women's football, and the attendance rate of the Women's Super League is steadily increasing, there is still a huge gap compared with the women's football competition in Europe.
Nowadays, the level of women's football in Western Europe has improved rapidly, which is inseparable from their perfect football system and rich football culture.
If it weren't for the fact that St John's Stadium, home of North London Wanderers, can only accommodate 52,000 people, the attendance of this Women's Champions League final would have been even more.
Two days before the men's Champions League final between Kings Madrid and Stan Park Rangers, the women's Champions League final whistle blows in London.
Many fans of the King of Madrid simply came to London two days in advance to watch both the women's UEFA Champions League final and the men's UEFA Champions League final.
The London Bridge fans are playing at home, and many people come.
Playing football in the atmosphere of the stadium full of stands makes every female footballer's blood boil.
The action is naturally a little bigger...
The London Bridge player who swept away Li Qingqing was shown a yellow card by the referee, and the London Bridge fans in the stands were dissatisfied and booed.
The boos were given both to the referee and to Li Qingqing - they thought Li Qingqing was diving. Because she clearly jumped up before being swept down, it stands to reason that she can hide...
Of course, it was clear from the slow-motion replay of the telecast that Li Qingqing did try to dodge, but she didn't.
And fortunately, she ducked, otherwise she would be kicked even harder...
"As the central attacking core of the King of Madrid, Li was taken care of by London Bridge in this game. And now that the first half is not over, London Bridge is already three goals behind, and the players of London Bridge are heartbroken. I'm irritable, and I don't pay much attention to the movements of my feet..."
The Spanish TV commentator, naturally on the side of the King of Madrid, unceremoniously criticized the rude actions of the London Bridge players.
The guest commentator laughed: "As a veteran powerhouse in women's football, London Bridge did not expect that in the Champions League final, he would be beaten so badly by the King of Madrid, who reached the final for the first time... The first half was not over, only three The ball is behind. If this game is played at this pace, I think it will become the Women's Champions League final with the largest score difference in the past 20 years!"
The Spanish commentator asked in an excited tone, "Are the new kings born?!"
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Li Qingqing got up from the ground and waved to her teammates that she was okay.
This made Hu Lai in front of the TV also relieved.
When Li Qingqing fell to the ground, he was already thinking in his heart that if he had a chance to meet London Bridge in the Champions League, he must avenge his girlfriend. Although I don't know when I will meet, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!
Hu Lai is afraid that if Li Qingqing is injured in this Champions League final, it will affect the summer Olympics...
That was his agreement with Li Qingqing to create an Olympic Games with good memories.
Li Qingqing was fouled just a little to the left in front of the London Bridge penalty area.
As a player who is good at taking free kicks, Li Qingqing also stood next to the football, posing as if he wanted to take free kicks.
However, after the referee blew the whistle, she did not run to the football, but stood there.
The King of Madrid teammate opposite her gently kicked the football over, and at the same time between the two, another King of Madrid player was starting to rush towards the football... an indirect free kick!
Next, Li Qingqing should have stepped on the football, set up the fort, and moved out of the way to let the teammates behind him complete a long-range shot.
London Bridge, from the defender of the wall to the goalkeeper, also focused their attention on the forward-moving King of Madrid player.
However, Li Qingqing, the "ball stepping tool" who was temporarily ignored, suddenly turned around and swept the football she stepped on with her left foot. At the same time, she turned and followed to the middle!
The London Bridge defender who rushed out of the human wall originally ran to the back row to plug in the King's player who was preparing for a long shot. Seeing this scene, he could only change direction halfway and pounce on Li Qingqing.
But she was too late. After Li Qingqing pushed the football aside, she turned around and quickly caught up, then spread her arms while running, raised her right leg, and volleyed vigorously!
Right at the top of the penalty arc, she shoots the ball to the goal!
Bang!
Just from this muffled sound, you can clearly feel the power of Li Qingqing's shot!
And she also shoots tricky!
The goalkeeper at London Bridge was originally moving to her left following the direction of the ball, but she saw the ball being shot towards the top corner of the half goal on her right!
She jumped into the air in a hurry, but couldn't get to that area at all, she could only watch the football draw a white line in the air and rush into the goal!
"Ooooooo! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!"
Hu Lai in front of the TV was highly synchronized with the commentator on the TV. When the roar sounded, he jumped up from the sofa with his arms raised.
"Li! Li! Li Qingqing! Wow! She finally scored! She played very hard before and assisted her teammates to score twice, but she always missed the goal... This goal is against her in this game. The best reward for a great performance! The King of Madrid had a 4-0 lead in the 41st minute of the game!"
"I don't usually make such assertions... But I think the King of Madrid ended the suspense of this final in less than 45 minutes! The King of Madrid women's team will be the first to win the Champions League!"
The St. John's Stadium erupted with cheers, with nearly half of the Kings Madrid fans erupting in huge volume.
In the cheers of this momentum, Li Qingqing, who scored the goal, turned around and ran to celebrate.
However, she just ran two steps when she bumped into her teammates, and was hugged by them, dragged to the ground, and pressed as much as possible.
The Madrid Kings women's players celebrate right in front of the London Bridge penalty area.
With a three-goal lead, none of them celebrated so wildly.
Maybe it's because they realized for the first time in this game that the first Champions League championship in the team's history is getting closer and closer to them!
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"Wow, Li Qingqing! Li Qingqing! Great goal! World wave!! It's so beautiful! Even in the men's football match, this ball is a proper world wave! Li Qingqing scored her first in the Champions League final. Goal! At the same time, if the King of Madrid wins the title, Li Qingqing will also become the first Chinese player to win the Champions League!"
Accompanied by the video commentator Shen Lang excitedly explaining on the TV, Xie Lan jumped up from the sofa with a slap, and then shouted to Li Ziqiang, who also stood up, "Congratulations, Lao Li! Congratulations! Congratulations! night!"
Hu Lixin, who was next to her, also smiled happily: "China's first Champion in the Champions League!"
Li Ziqiang was also very happy, but in the face of the congratulations from Xie Lan and his wife, he still maintained humility and calmness, and waved his hand somewhat reservedly: "Hey—the game is not over yet..."
"Hey! I'm not talking nonsense. If you lead by four goals in the first half and can turn London Bridge over, just persuade Qingqing to change teams! This shows that the king is a muddy man and can't support the wall!"
Hu Lixin poked his wife with his elbow: "What are you talking about!"
Then he also said to Li Ziqiang: "Regardless of the men's and women's UEFA Champions League, there has never been a precedent where a four-goal lead can be overturned in the first half of the final, so relax, Lao Li. Your daughter, you are going to win the cup! Your dedication ...it's worth it!"
This last sentence hit Li Ziqiang, he didn't speak, just looked at the TV screen, his face was blushing, his eyes were full of tears, but he didn't realize it at all.
I just feel that the daughter in my sight has become a little blurry?
He blinked hard, and suddenly felt a heat flow down his cheeks from the corner of his eyes.
So he looked up at the ceiling, gritted his teeth, and tried not to make any strange noises.
Next to you are the laughter of Sister Xie and Brother Hu, the noise from London on the TV in front, and the excited chatter of the commentator Shen Lang...
At such a happy and lively time, Li Ziqiang suddenly felt a huge loneliness.
He took a deep breath and suddenly turned silently towards the door.
Without saying goodbye to Xie Lan and Hu Lixin, he opened the door and walked out.
"Hey, this..." Hu Lixin was a little surprised, wondering what happened to Li Ziqiang.
Xie Lan withdrew from the excitement just now, remembered something, shook his head and sighed:
"It should be to announce the good news to Qingqing's mother..."