Vol 7 Chapter 148: Go to the Champions League and get back our honor!

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Zhou Tiancheng's goal has too much influence, too many people are excited, too many people are unwilling.
The excited person was in Old Trafford, but the moment the ball hit the net, Yang Cheng jumped directly from the commentary and excitedly patted the table twice. This time, the headset was not turned off, even in the live broadcast. He was heard banging on the table.
Chelsea fans...maybe there are other Manchester City fans Liverpool fans...ordered the report, but Manchester United fans don't mind at all, because they can't hear it at all, their own voices are louder than Yang Cheng.
"GOOOOOOOAL!!! Hahahaha, this is not the most exciting goal, but it is definitely the most critical one. It is enough to have one. Manchester United will regain the championship. After Sir Alex Ferguson leaves, the last one After they lost their direction this season, this team has a new king. They may surpass Messi and have a stronger presence than Cristiano. Manchester United should not have no king, and this team cannot have a championship."
Carragher also laughed beside him: "Ryan Giggs is happy like a child... I don’t know if he has the luck to continue to conquer Europe with his team next season, but at least Zhou is for him. Bringing this champion, he no longer has to worry about work, haha!"
The game just entered the injury stoppage time, the referee Atkinson has sounded a long whistle, his hands point to the middle circle to end the game. Without another minute of injury time, the old referee probably knew that Dream Theater could not wait to celebrate their summit. Better to break the beauty of an adult.
The moment he let his whistle sound, the entire Old Trafford stadium was quiet for a moment. Fans are brewing too hard, and at the end of the game, they still need some time to accept this fact.
we won? !
Are we really champions? !
It wasn't until they saw Giggs and the bench players pouring into the court together that they believed that the expectations from last season had really become a reality.
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"It's over! Everything is over! The final result probably won't be many people who thought that Manchester City, which Mansour made a lot of money, did not score in the top three, and Chelsea, with Mourinho and other crazy people, is only one step away from the championship. The final victory belongs to Manchester United. Maybe you are still not optimistic, but Zhou is such a miracle person. For the current Manchester United, this is a miracle. Sir Ferguson left behind a mess, and seeing the noble clothes To be stripped, but the empire is not so easy to destroy. God sent a prince and took away a mad old man, changing the ending of this story."
Yang Cheng listened straight ahead, never knowing that Carragher could still utter such words.
But Carragher has already handed everything here, but gave Yang Cheng a chance to continue: "This is just the beginning. Now there are many rumors about the future of Manchester United. Let us see how many can be fulfilled. Manchester United’s goals have never been limited to the Premier League."
"Aha, old man, congratulations to your team, can you tell us what you expect from next season?"
"I don't want to sit on the same table with you anymore."
Yang Cheng said quietly to Carragher. He saw that his old man's face turned black immediately, and then he put the headset back to his ear. The serious answer: "Of course it is the champion. Of course, the Premier League champions are no longer able to satisfy the critical appetite of Manchester United fans."
"Old man... Yang, are you serious?" Carragher stared at him very seriously. Yang Cheng was very clear that Carragher asked two questions at the same time. On the face of it, all the fans asked, but by looking at him with a cold face, he knew he had other meanings.
"Look at that time, you know it yourself!"
Carragher wanted to play a dumb riddle with Yang Cheng, and Yang Cheng was naturally not to be outdone. Want to cheat me? Hey, joke with the Chinese, but you are looking for abuse yourself.
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Soon the stadium was empty, the Manchester United players temporarily returned to the locker room, waiting to inform them to come out to participate in the award ceremony, and the Hull City players who had just laid on the ground had also left.
A few rejoice and a few worry, the reality is so cruel, Manchester United reached the peak, and they can only go to the British Championship next season.
They are destined to be only the passengers and background boards of Old Trafford tonight, and there can only be one protagonist tonight.
In the Manchester United locker room, champagne has been sprayed all over the place. Zhou Tiancheng and Rooney are the most important heroes who are the "key objects of care." Although I am as excited as everyone, is it not the time to celebrate? How are you going to attend the awards ceremony in a few weeks? Is it like a rotten chicken, is this our Manchester United champion image?"
"Yes! You are not allowed to come, you are not allowed to come, listen to me." Zhou Tian shouted like finding a savior. After the teammates stopped, he said, "In fact, we all forgot one person. It’s not only my credit for the team to win the championship. It’s got a share of it. It’s a must. Come on, brothers, shouldn’t you say something? Don’t just come to me!

A group of people howling around, Zhou Tiancheng took the champagne in Fellaini's hand and smiled and said to Giggs: "Boss, take the trick! Aha!"
"Hey, Zhou, what are you doing!" Giggs yelled, and immediately flashed out of the locker room, displaying his speed of counterattack from the backcourt to the frontcourt.
"The boss's style is still the same!" Zhou Tiancheng smiled and made a joke.
The award ceremony is ready, but before giving Manchester United the championship trophy for the entire season, the best of the game must be awarded.
Zhou Tiancheng, who scored the last goal of the season and the most crucial goal of the season, has no suspense in this game.
This is not the first time he is wearing a suit and holding the best champagne in a single game. But this time, Old Trafford's momentum was greater than any previous time~EbookFREE.me~ Zhou Tiancheng took the microphone, turned around 360 degrees and looked at the surrounding stands. He said after everyone was quiet: " I heard it, the song you wrote for me, are you here, Uncle Pete? Look, we did it, I told you we can!"
In the crowd in one of the stands, Raman Pete waved his arms in excitement, and someone familiar with him looked envious: "Old Pete, you old man, have you met Zhou? He knew you gave him Write song?"
"Old Pete, give me Zhou's phone number, and I invite you to drink."
"As long as you tell me how to get in touch with Zhou, I don't want the money you owe me, old Pete, what do you know?"
The atmosphere at the scene was very warm. Zhou Tiancheng waited until everyone calmed down before saying: "I am very happy to stand here on behalf of Manchester United and wait for a while to stand on the podium and get a league with a coach like Coach Giggs. Champion, some people say that Sir Alex Ferguson will not be able to leave Manchester United. Tell them, can we do it?"
"Oh!!!" All the stands responded to Zhou Tiancheng in a wave of people.
"We will have more championships, the FA Cup, right?"
"Yes!" Another wave of crowds.
"We will go to the Champions League next season and take back our honors. Our championship will be more complicated than Liverpool, right?"
"Week! Week! Week!" Fans responded in unison to Zhou Tiancheng, shouting his name.
Zhou Tiancheng's declaration of victory allowed all commentaries to see Manchester United's ambitions.
"This giant finally has a soul, and there will be a red storm next season in the Champions League."
"Now, enjoy this moment, we are the champions, this is just the beginning!"
The audience sang, and at this moment they were happy, they heard the hope of the future from the prince's mouth.