Qin Xi remembered clearly.

In China, children are in their hearts.

There are too many people who love football because of a name.

That's Cridiano. Ronaldo.

Even if the Portuguese is 37 years old.

As long as he is on the field, he is the master of the pitch.

And now, that Portuguese man is standing next to Qin Xi.

"Hey, West, you should have met Cristiano for the first time, right?" Jorginho said to Qin Xi with a smile.

"yes, like a dream."

......

Before the game, it was as predicted by the media.

As a reward, Qin Xi started the battle.

This is also the first time Qin Xi has stepped into Old Trafford wearing Chelsea's No. 13 shirt.

This stadium has a special temperament, which is not the same as the cultural atmosphere of Stamford Bridge.

And the man in front of him looks very unreal.

How many players' dreams are they going to compete with Cristiano?

Tuchel asked for 15 minutes of high-pressure pressing ahead of the game.

"Yes, look at those old guys on the other side, we have to fight more impactfully!"

With the referee's whistle, the game officially begins.

......

"My eldest miss, the game has begun."

Linda walked into Qi Xin's office, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

Due to an important meeting with the FA today, they had to stay in London.

"Isn't it a pity? That guy's first Premier League start, you can't be there. Linda teased deliberately.

"Nope! I also had to prepare some new materials for the expansion of the stadium, and I heard from Gordon that they were very unfriendly.

"Okay, don't be tough! I know that we did our best yesterday with that pile of information. "

.......

"Hey, nice job!"

After Qin Xi disrupted a threatening attack by opposing winger Sancho, Mendy quickly high-fived Qin Xi.

They did not expect that the original tactical intention seemed to have been seen through by the opponent's new coach, Ten Hag.

Manchester United's attack has instead overwhelmed the younger Chelsea team.

The team was passively beaten, and the isolated Timo Werner looked very anxious.

Qin Xi felt a little hard in the confrontation with the other party's Matic.

Matic, who is tall and tall, looks stronger than Qin Xi.

After half-time, there were few threatening attacks from both sides.

Returned to the dressing room with a 0-0 scoreline.

Qin Xi and Werner were the most silent two in the locker room.

They are not satisfied with their performance and are afraid of being replaced.

"Qin Xi, in the second half, you return to the back line and assist Conde."

When he heard the coach mention his name, Qin Xi quickly nodded.

Tuchel did not expect Manchester United's attack to last so long.

It seems that the new coach from Ajax does have two brushes.

Shortly after the start of the second half, Chelsea received another piece of bad news.

Christian Pulisic, who started the game, suffered an ankle injury and had to be replaced by Rafinha.

"Don't worry! You're going to be okay. Seeing Pulisic's lonely expression, everyone comforted him.

As you can see, this injury is not a small problem.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the sound of the big waves at Old Trafford made Qin Xi feel a sense of oppression.

His movements became stiff and he rarely went up front for the 25 minutes of the second half.

Kovacic was already warming up, and Qin Xi felt that he was about to be replaced by him.

It wasn't until the fourth official on the sidelines raised the sign that Qin Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Kovacic replaced the starter Mason Mount.

"Hey, West, you stay in the backfield and help the backline."

Hearing the coach's instructions conveyed by Kovacic, Qin Xi understood that this was to keep this point.

Timo Werner continued to run desperately off the ball, but was never able to get a great chance.

Watching the clock go faster and faster, the game is coming to an end.

In the 87th minute, Chelsea were awarded a free-kick.

Qin Xi walked into the box and raised his hand to the penalty player, Reece James.

This was not a great opportunity, and Qin Xi also knew that Lady Luck would not always be by his side.

James passes the ball to the centre of the box.

Qin Xi and Varane jumped together, and fortunately, Qin Xi grabbed the first landing point.

He crossed the ball to the middle, Timo Werner received the ball and fired angrily, and the ball was again blocked by Varane.

"Referee! Did you see that? He blocked the ball with his hands! "Teammates went up to complain.

Just now, Qin Xi did not fully see the ball.

But seeing Jorginho's expression, Qin Xi knew that he was telling the truth.

Manchester United captain Harry Maguire also walked over and started signaling that it was not a penalty.

Varane laughed at accusations from fellow French team-mate Antonio Conde.

"Hey, it wasn't a penalty, I blocked it out of bounds with my chest."

"No, I can see it clearly, you are using your elbow, your arm is too bad, it is definitely a penalty."

The referee held the earphone next to his right ear and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Qin Xi anxiously waited for the result of the penalty, and he looked at Werner on the side, and the Germans at this time looked more excited than usual.

At the suggestion of the video assistant referee, the referee decided to watch the video in person.

"Nope! That's definitely not a penalty! "The whole Old Trafford stadium was filled with shouts from the fans.

Jorginho is smart not far behind the referee, he is very experienced.

After watching the video replay, the referee blew the whistle and pointed to the penalty spot as he ran.

Penalty kick!

Confirm that it is correct.

Chelsea fans in the stands roared frantically, but Tuchel on the sidelines looked unusually calm.

Jorginho picked up the penalty and he was the first penalty taker in the team.

Instead, he put the ball in Timo Werner's hand and motioned for him to take the penalty.

"You deserve it."

Werner picked up the ball and exhaled deeply.

Facing the tall Manchester United goalkeeper David De Gea, the goalkeeper who kept the goal intact throughout the game.

The referee blew the whistle.

Werner runs, shoots!

Instead, the ball hits the stands on the right side of the goal.

Suddenly, Old Trafford beat the drums and resounded with huge cheers.

Werner stayed in place in disappointment, trying to get into the dirt of Old Trafford's turf.

"It's okay, there's still time." Qin Xi pulled Werner towards the rear.

Tuchel on the sidelines looked abnormal.

He had a good conversation with the assistant coach, and he didn't look angry as usual.

0:0 score, held to the midfield.

Each side took a point and ended the game.

After the game, Qin Xi and Werner slowly left the stadium.

He understands the mood of the German at this time, and it is not an easy task to miss that decisive penalty in such a crucial game.

"It's okay, Timo, you need to cheer up."

"West, I think, this is the last time we will fight together." Werner looked like he had lost his soul.

After two unacceptable seasons, this game was like the last straw that overwhelmed him.

"No, it's not your fault, it's great that you have the courage to stand in front of the penalty spot."

Qin Xi longed to comfort the German man next to him who was about his age.

"But, I screwed up, bro, I screwed up." Werner stopped crying.

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