Boateng, who fell to the ground, was pulled further and further away by Lei Yu, who was dribbling the ball away.
There is no doubt that Lei Yu completely controlled the game.
Faced with Lei Yu's attack, there was a tremor in front of Bayern.
Contento and Ram moved forward desperately to stop Lei Yu from advancing.
After two consecutive tackles, Lei Yu finally stumbled and lost the ball.
Neuer, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out upon seeing this and held the ball in his arms.
"Beep, beep!!!"
Three whistles, the first half is over.
1 to 3.
Arsenal won three games in a row after being one goal behind to complete the lead.
The Gunners walked off the pitch looking relaxed.
Although the first half was very difficult, the advantage in the score made many people feel excited.
Looking at the Champions League trophy in the middle of the aisle, Chamberlain actually wanted to step forward and touch it.
"Snapped!"
"Papa!!"
"POP!!!"
One slap, two slaps, and a joint hug from three people.
Poor Chamberlain was pinned down by a group of big men.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
It was not a cry of grievance, but a breathless sob.
Looking at the confused Chamberlain below him, Van Persie looked like he hated iron.
"Captain, I..."
"What, you are still wronged?" Van Persie was furious.
"No, no..." Although Chamberlain didn't know where he was wrong, he looked at the unfriendly eyes of his teammates around him and hurriedly lowered his head.
But Van Persie had no intention of sparing him.
"Don't you still know where you went wrong?"
Uh huh huh!!
Chamberlain kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Do you know the curse of the Champions League trophy?" Ramsey on the side began to do some popular science.
“In the 2005 Champions League final, AC Milan led by 3 goals at the end of the first half. As a result, because they touched the trophy before winning the championship, the score was tied by Liverpool in the second half, and then they lost in a penalty shootout.
champion."
After Ramsey finished speaking, Vermaelen, the other who knocked Chamberlain down, continued.
"Also, in the last Champions League final before that, Monaco forward Giuly also touched this thing when he stepped on the field before the game. As a result, Giuly was injured in the 23rd minute of the game and Monaco also lost with a score of 0-3.
Porto.”
Hearing that countless famous seniors had fulfilled this "European Cup trophy curse", Chamberlain was stunned for a moment.
Remembering that I wanted to reach out and touch it just now, I patted my chest with lingering fear.
"Huh, huh, it's okay, it's okay...it's okay that I didn't touch it!"
Chamberlain suddenly felt that he was not killed by his teammates, but his life was saved by his teammates.
If Arsenal loses the title because he touches it and triggers the curse, he will never be able to wash away this "shame" for the rest of his life.
Even if he changes his mind, gun fans will openly call him "Judas" in public, the greatest betrayer.
Seeing that Chamberlain "awoke", everyone let go of his fists and feet and let him get up from the ground.
Just when Van Persie wanted to pat him on the head and say a few words of encouragement, a voice of curiosity came from behind.
"Eh? This thing is quite light! Is it really made of platinum?"
The gunmen followed the sound and went out.
The next second, everyone was petrified on the spot.
Just as Van Persie was about to speak, his chin suddenly dropped to the ground.
Not only the Gunners, but also the surrounding staff, substitutes, coaching staff, and Bayern players all stopped their actions at this moment.
The entire player tunnel was so silent that you could hear a pin drop on the ground.
"Lao Fan, look, there are a lot of names on it!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Real Madrid has so many names!"
"No wonder people say Real Madrid has a lot of heritage!"
At the entrance of the players' tunnel, Lei Yuzheng was holding the "left ear" of the big ear cup with one hand, his eyes on the base of the cup and constantly looking at it.
"Hiss~"
"Hiss~~~~"
"hiss!!!"
Not just the gunman, everyone took a deep breath.
"thunder!!!"
Van Persie finally retracted his chin and roared.
Lei Yu was handing the big-eared cup to Van Persie. Hearing his roar, he was so frightened that he almost let go of his hand.
"Lao Fan, what are you shouting for? If it falls to the ground, it will be yours and mine?" Lei Yu said with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"Thunder, thunder, thunder..." Ramsey on the side trembled.
Even though he was called the God of Death, he was so frightened at this moment that he couldn't even speak clearly.
"Lei, put it down quickly!"
“Ray, what are you doing?!”
"Lei, let go, let go!"
Looking at his excited teammates, Lei Yu curled his lips.
"Why are you so excited?"
"If I let go, won't this thing fall to the ground?"
"I can't afford to pay!"
Upon hearing Lei Yu's answer, all the gunmen almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The staff on the side couldn't stand it anymore and quickly stepped forward to explain.
"Mr. Lei, please give me the trophy."
"It doesn't belong to anyone until the game is over, which means you have no right to own it."
After speaking, the staff wearing gloves stepped forward and carefully took the trophy from Lei Yu's hand.
Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Lei Yu curled his lips.
"You're so damn stingy, you can't even touch me!"
Perhaps because he saw everyone looking at him, the embarrassed Lei Yu refused to show weakness and hugged Robben who was walking by him.
"Alger, do you think so?"
Sweat flowed down Old Man Luo's forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He glanced at his national team teammate Van Persie and saw that the other player didn't even dare to look at him.
"Uh...Lei, I'm sorry, we don't seem to be familiar with each other yet." Old man Luo wanted to push Lei Yu away.
"Tch! Then I'll find Ribery to change my jersey after the game!" Lei Yu let go of Robben and pointed at Ribery not far away.
Seeing this, Ribery dodged and hid in the players' tunnel. It seemed that he didn't want to have anything to do with Lei Yu.
After the staff put the big ear cups back in place, everyone around them stared at Lei Yu with strange eyes.
Ramsey could no longer stand the pressure and hurriedly directed Chamberlain to pull Lei Yu back into the tunnel.
Seeing that the gunmen disappeared without a trace in an instant, the remaining people immediately started chatting in whispers.
"Damn it, did you see it? Lei just lifted the trophy without authorization."
"Yeah, doesn't he know the trophy curse?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's over, Arsenal is over! A year's hard work has been wasted!"
"I don't know what Arsenal's senior management will think when they find out."
“It’s really a surprise to succeed and a surprise to lose!”
"Haha, I really enjoyed watching the second half!"
At this time, the professor had just walked down from the stands and came to the players' tunnel.
Along the way, everyone was staring at the Arsenal coach who was sent to the stands with strange eyes, their eyes full of regret and intolerance.
"Boulder, what happened to them?" The professor looked strange.
Boulder shook his head, "Boss, I don't know either. Aren't we in the lead? Why do they look at us as if we are lagging behind?"
At this moment, a reporter who couldn't stand it came forward and stopped in front of the two of them.
"Mr. Arsène..."
Before he could finish speaking, the professor immediately waved his hand, "Sorry, we don't accept interviews!"
Boulder also hurriedly shouted: "Security, security!!!"
The security guard came over and pulled the reporter down who had not yet spoken.
Even so, even the security guard looked at the professor with regret.
"What's wrong with these people? Could it be that they've been poisoned?"
"Stop guessing!" The professor shook his head. "People from UEFA will come to see Lei later and ask for a urine test. Let's go back and ask him if he ate anything else while pooping!"