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Chapter 142 The FA Cup Final at the Emirates Stadium!The world is watching!
April [-]th.

Today is undoubtedly another day of great attention for the entire English football world.

Now that the Premier League champion has been finalized, the cup match of the local gold king, the FA Cup champion, is naturally expected by the outside world!

On this day, Manchester United fans, who were still carrying the residual joy of winning the Premier League, set off early, and more than 4 expeditionary troops arrived in London at noon.

They ate two bites of food and drank some beer near North London, and then rushed towards the Emirates Stadium in a hurry.

Some people can't get tickets for this kind of finals, but this doesn't affect their enthusiasm.

They will look for scalpers outside the arena, hoping to get tickets at an appropriate price.

Even if they still can't get tickets in the end, they will wait in front of the big screen near the stadium and fight with the team!
This is the fanatical true fans!

Die-hard fans!

"Bang bang... bang bang..."

"Beep...beep..."

When the time passed seven o'clock in the evening and the night slowly fell, there was already a scene of celebration outside the brightly lit stadium.

The cheering activities of the two teams started, and every fan raised his hands high, cheering along with the atmosphere group in the fan organization.

They are using this method to contribute to the team's support!
Let the players of the team know that they are not fighting alone, there are thousands of fans behind them!
There is no doubt that today's Manchester United fans are full of confidence and high spirits.

They are sweeping the title of Premier League champions, and they are bound to defeat their defeat Arsenal in this game and take the championship into their pockets!
Arsenal fans also have expectations for the team today.

There is a lot of uncertainty in this kind of single-round game that determines the outcome.

Teams from the second division are likely to eliminate the teams from the Premier League!
As long as you concentrate on defeating your opponent within 10 minutes, you can win the final championship!

Rather than a long league like the Premier League, you need to maintain a super stable state in multiple games!
"We are the kings of the Cup!"

"Arsenal, king of cup competitions!"

"Arsenal come on!"

"Our Arsenal is invincible!"

"..."

Many Arsenal fans began to shout and enter the field. They stared at the Manchester United fans beside them, with a fighting spirit in their eyes!
Even if Manchester United has not lost much in the British Peninsula this season.

But even if this game is not lost, they still have a chance of a penalty shootout!

Win this championship trophy, let the title of king of the cup continue, and prevent the team from failing this season!
This is the wish of every Arsenal fan!

And just when the fans of both sides entered the stadium nervously and passionately, inside the stadium, in the press room.

Wenger and Mourinho brought Bellerin and Lu Chenfeng respectively to appear here.

The reporters below also immediately started the questioning session, throwing one question after another to the four of them.

"Mr. Wenger, are you looking forward to the confrontation between the team's defender and Lu Chenfeng today? Do you think the team will win the final victory?"

A reporter got up and directly threw the question to Wenger.

After hesitating for a while, Wenger said slowly: "The confrontation between individual players, or the offensive and defensive confrontation, is too boring to talk about."

"As for the final victory, I think Arsenal have a chance, we are always in good shape in the cup."

The reporter who asked the question nodded slightly, and another reporter quickly stood up, "Mr. Wenger, your Arsenal career will continue for a few more years. If you win the championship, will you choose to leave with satisfaction?"

This was a sharp question, and Wenger had a few awkward smiles on his face.

In the end, he had to shake his head slightly, and said: "It's too early to say these things, let's continue to look down."

"Then what do you think of Manchester United, which has just won the Premier League title?"

Wenger turned his head and glanced at Mourinho and Lu Chenfeng with a smile, before answering loudly.

"This is a very united and outstanding team. The Premier League championship is the best affirmation for them."

"They have the top coach, the top striker, the top midfielder."

"But these are not enough to break our will to fight. Arsenal is a team that likes to challenge strong enemies."

"It used to be the best team here, and it snatched many championships from the top Manchester United like a tiger's mouth."

"So, I trust our players, they are also top class."

This is a usual answer routine, first to affirm the opponent, but not to put yourself in a too weak position, so as not to damage the hearts of the players.

Next, the reporters focused their questions on Mourinho and Lu Chenfeng.

Bellerin, who was not very topical and was brought to the press conference for some unknown reason, was directly skipped by most reporters.

"Mr. Mourinho, does your name symbolize the championship? What are the chances of Manchester United winning the championship?"

Some reporters looked at Manchester United's reporters and put Mourinho in a very high position.

"hundred percent."

Mourinho's answer was simple and powerful, still maintaining his usual temperament, "As for whether my name is a champion, I think so."

"I can win titles with any club, no matter what league I'm in."

His answer also made the reporters present excited. This is a coach with a sense of topic.

"Mr. Lu Chenfeng, does your high scoring efficiency give you the confidence to score two or more goals again in this game?"

Because Lu Chenfeng's scoring efficiency is too high, raising everyone's expectations to a very high level.

The reporters' questions and answers directly began to count toward two goals.

As for a ball?
It seems that Lu Chenfeng will score in all the important games of this season, and he can count the games without scoring on one hand!
"Arsenal is a good team, but again, Man City, Liverpool, Tottenham, Chelsea are all good teams, I can score against them and against Arsenal, too."

Lu Chenfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a joking smile, "I think you should ask me if I can do a hat-trick."

His answer drew a burst of laughter from the media on the scene. Many media now also like this football superstar who came from the football desert and struggled alone.

Wenger also cast a smiling gaze at this time, and shook his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

In fact, he is also very clear that it is almost impossible for you to limit a first-class player like Lu Chenfeng.

If Arsenal want to win, they have to work hard on offense.

Not long after, the padding press conference was over, and the four of them returned to the court for pre-match warm-up and speech arrangements.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and the legs of many young players began to tremble.

A game to decide the final champion, this kind of competition system is really exciting.

However, thinking about the difficulties and resistance along the way, and the powerful enemies they defeated, they all stabilized their mentality and stood on the court to warm up earnestly.

When the time passed 55:[-].

The Emirates Stadium under the night ushered in the first small climax of the day.

Following the enthusiastic pre-match speeches of the on-site commentators, the FA theme song began to play, and players from both sides began to enter the field.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The fans at the scene cheered, countless battle flags began to be waved, and countless hands began to wave!
The Emirates Stadium, which can accommodate more than 6 people, is full of seats today!

More than 3 fans from both sides came to watch the game!
Fanatical fans gave the team the greatest support!

"call……"

Beside the player tunnel, Lu Chenfeng took a deep breath, took the little caddy's hand, and walked towards the field.

When he came to the sidelines, he stroked the lawn on the ground.

He didn't know why he did this, maybe he was looking forward to the good luck that this lawn would give him today.

He looked at the opponent's lineup, which was still the main lineup in the Premier League.
The forward position mainly relies on Giroud and Sanchez, the midfield mainly relies on Ozil and Ramsey, and the backcourt mainly relies on Mertesacker and Koscielny.

The previous lineup was completely overwhelmed by Lu Chenfeng's dribbling ability and body, scoring several beautiful goals.

Facing them today, Lu Chenfeng is definitely the one with confidence.

Players from both sides soon came to the field, and after a simple pre-match ceremony in line, they walked to their positions.

Waiting for this championship battle to start.

At this time, more than ten million pairs of eyes from all over the world are watching here, looking forward to the birth of this season's FA Cup champion.

This game is definitely not only popular in England, the whole of Europe, even South America and Africa are paying attention!

But if you want to talk about the ratings king alone, perhaps the countries in East Asia, which are of the same yellow race as Lu Chenfeng, are the highest.

At this moment in South Korea, all the fans are pouring out of the streets, in front of the screen in front of the square, or in the bar.

There was complexity in their eyes, but there was a feeling of pride for people of the same skin color on their faces.

"It's about to start, I'm a little nervous."

"Can Lu Chenfeng's Manchester United achieve the best results in recent years and win the Triple Crown?"

"I'm so nervous and looking forward to it, Manchester United will overthrow Arsenal."

"Lu Chenfeng is in such a good state this season, it's unbelievable."

"When will Brother Sun reach this level and stand in the finals many times, Smecta."

"If there is a day, I will definitely kneel on the ground and watch."

"..."

Many Koreans watched the game with mixed emotions.

And in the island country of Japan at the moment.

It was still the same situation, many fans went out together, bid farewell to their wives and went to the bar.

"Morning Wind Lord! Morning Wind Lord!"

"It is my duty to recast the glory of Asian football! Although there was no glory before..."

"Mr. Chenfeng must score a goal today, don't let me come out at such a late hour for nothing."

"Today's broadcast time is still very friendly, otherwise I won't be able to go to work tomorrow."

"If you can't go, can't you not see it?"

The person beside him asked curiously, he looked like a child who hadn't watched football for a long time.

"No! This is the pinnacle of honor for Asian footballers, it's impossible not to watch it!"

The face of the person who spoke just now changed suddenly, and he said in a sonorous voice: "I think as long as people of yellow race who watch football don't pay attention to Lord Chenfeng, then he must be a fake fan."

"I'm really a fan of this player now. It's not easy to get to this point."

"..."

It can be seen that Japanese fans still highly praise Lu Chenfeng.

I said before that this is Mu Qiang, and this situation will become more and more intense as Lu Chenfeng's performance gets better and better.

Now, Lu Chenfeng, who has already won multiple championships and personal honors, is enough to make them react like this!
And in a small room in Osaka at the moment.

The young Sanzhexun and Minano Takuishi, the two former teammates of the Japanese national youth team, looked at the TV screen full of anticipation at this moment.

"I really hope that one day we will have the chance to play in the Premier League."

Minano Toshi said with a look of yearning: "It would be great if I stood in the FA Cup final like Mr. Morrowind and helped the team win the Premier League championship."

"Unfortunately, that day may never come..."

San Zhanxun on the side patted his good friend on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't say that, when you were in the high school league, who really knew at that time that you would become a player in the J-League one day?"

"People still go up step by step. Lord Chenfeng, as a senior, has achieved all this, so we can naturally strive for it."

"Maybe we can't achieve his kind of achievement, but as long as we stand on the same field, we will really succeed."

After the voice fell, San Zhanxun looked into the TV screen in a blink of an eye.

The director's camera just happened to cut on the face of Lu Chenfeng, the sharpest spear in the Premier League right now.

Looking at him, thinking of his prospect just now, San Zhanxun's inner desire reached its peak at this moment.

He must play hard and strive to stand on that field in the future!

Like the role model Lu Chenfeng, he has attracted the attention of fans all over the world!

"You're right, fight hard."

Nanye Tuoshi nodded slightly, watching Lu Chenfeng on the TV broadcast, and fell into a moment of thought.

In this small room, the two people's expectations for studying abroad reached their peak.

This is the power of a good role model.

In this life, they may join the overseas army earlier than before and achieve more achievements!
"After watching this game, starting tomorrow, the two of us will have an extra hour of training time."

San Zhanxun said something suddenly, Nanye Tuoshi nodded slightly, and there was a hint of longing in the eyes of the two.

And in London at this moment, in a mansion.

Sun Xingmin, Tottenham's peak tycoon, was sitting in front of the TV at the moment, staring at Lu Chenfeng's face with a little absent-minded eyes.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was his father who was far away in South Korea.

"Hey?"

Sun Xingmin connected the phone, and a voice quickly came from the other side, "Are you watching the game?"

"Yes."

"Take a good look. I recommend you to learn his way of playing football. You have body and speed, and your shooting skills are also good. If you can learn something, there is hope for improving your scoring efficiency in the future."

"I know Dad, I'm watching."

"Well, be open-minded. I thought you were the banner of Asian football for the next five years. I didn't expect a golden ball-level genius to come out."

"Ah."

Sun Xingmin nodded slightly, firming up his thoughts.

"Don't think about it too much. Sometimes talent is also very important. A player like Lu Chenfeng is very difficult to come by in world football. He is unique. The only thing that is fortunate is that he is a yellow man who can drive the development of our football. .”

Sun Xingmin still wanted to talk, but his father's anxious voice suddenly came from the phone, "Okay, I'm hanging up, the game will start soon."

beep...

Putting down the phone, Sun Xingmin took a deep breath and focused his gaze on the TV.

And in North London at the moment, Arsenal's home stadium, the Emirates Stadium.

"Beep!!!"

A long whistle finally sounded, and this game, which has attracted the attention of the world, officially began!
(End of this chapter)