Chapter two hundred and forty-six Chinese Champions League first person
Li Qingqing turned his back to the attacking direction and raised his hand to ask 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 huge boos and was almost not heard.
With such momentum, it’s hard to believe that this is a women’s football match.
St. John's Stadium, which can accommodate 52,000 people, was almost full.
Among these people are fans of the Madrid Kings and fans of London Bridge. In addition, there are also 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 women's football competitions 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, the home of North London Wanderers, can only accommodate 52,000 people, the attendance of this Women's Champions League final would be even higher.
Two days before the men's Champions League final between Madrid Kings and Stan Park Rangers, the women's Champions League final kicked off in London.
Many Kings of Madrid fans simply came to London two days in advance to watch both the women's and men's Champions League finals.
The London Bridge fans were playing at home, and many people came.
Playing football in a stadium full of spectators makes every female football player excited.
Naturally, the movement is a little bigger...
The London Bridge player who knocked down Li Qingqing was shown a yellow card by the referee. The London Bridge fans in the stands were dissatisfied with this and booed.
This boo was both for the referee and for Li Qingqing. They thought Li Qingqing had slipped. Because she jumped up before being knocked down, logically she could have escaped...
Of course, it can be clearly seen from the slow-motion replay of the TV broadcast that Li Qingqing did try to avoid it, but she failed.
And luckily she dodged, otherwise she would have been kicked even harder...
"As the core of the Madrid Kings' midfield and frontcourt offense, Li was taken care of by London Bridge in this game. And before the first half is over, London Bridge is already three goals behind. The London Bridge players are worried.
I am irritable and my foot movements are very unscrupulous..."
The commentator on Spanish TV was naturally on the side of the King of Madrid, and he unceremoniously criticized the rough actions of the London Bridge players.
The commentator laughed: "As a veteran team in women's football, London Bridge did not expect that in the Champions League final, it would be beaten so badly by the Kings of Madrid who had reached the final for the first time... The first half was not over yet.
Three goals behind. If this game continues at this pace, I think it will become the Women's Champions League final with the largest margin of victory in the past twenty years!"
The Spanish commentator asked in an excited tone: "Is a new king about to be born?!"
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Li Qingqing got up from the ground and waved to her teammates to show that she was fine.
This made Hu Lai relax in front of the TV.
When Li Qingqing fell to the ground, he was already thinking in his mind that if he had the chance to meet London Bridge in the Champions League, he would definitely avenge his girlfriend. Although he didn't know when he would meet her, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!
Hu Lai is afraid that if Li Qingqing is injured in the Champions League final, it will affect the summer Olympics...
That was the agreement between him and Li Qingqing to create an Olympic Games with beautiful memories.
The place where Li Qingqing was fouled was slightly 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 was going to take a free kick.
But after the referee blew the whistle, she didn't run to the football, but just stood there.
The Madrid Kings teammate opposite her kicked the football gently, and at the same time, between the two, another Madrid Kings player was rushing towards the football...an indirect free kick!
The next step should be for Li Qingqing to step on the football, set up the fort and then move out of the way to let his teammate who stepped in from behind complete the long-range shot.
London Bridge, from the defenders lining the wall to the goalkeeper, all focused on the forward-moving Madrid Kings player.
However, Li Qingqing, the "ball stepping tool" who was temporarily ignored, suddenly turned around and moved the football she was stepping on sideways with her left foot. At the same time, she turned around and followed her to the middle!
The London Bridge defenders who rushed out of the wall were originally rushing to join the Kings players in the back row who were preparing for a long shot. Seeing this scene, they could only change direction midway and pounce on Li Qingqing.
But she was already too late. After Li Qingqing pushed the football away, she turned around and quickly caught up with him. Then she spread her arms while running, raised her right leg, and volleyed hard!
Right at the top of the penalty arc, she shot the football towards the goal!
Bang!
Just from this muffled sound, you can clearly feel how powerful Li Qingqing's shot is!
And she cums really hard!
The London Bridge goalkeeper originally followed the direction of the ball and moved to her left, but saw the ball being shot towards the upper corner of the goal on her right!
She hurriedly jumped into the air, but she couldn't rush to that area at all. She could only watch the football draw a white line in the air and rush into the goal!
"Ooooh! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!"
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 worked very hard before and assisted her teammates to score twice, but she always missed the goal... This goal is a huge blow to her performance in this league.
The best reward for an outstanding performance in a game! In the 41st minute of the game, the Kings of Madrid took a 4:0 lead!"
"I rarely make such assertions...but I think the Kings of Madrid ended the suspense of this final in less than forty-five minutes! The Kings of Madrid women's team will be the first to win the Champions League!"
St. John's Stadium burst into cheers, with nearly half of the Madrid Kings fans erupting in loud volume.
Amidst the cheers, Li Qingqing, who scored the goal, turned around and ran to celebrate.
However, she had just taken two steps when she bumped into her teammates, and was hugged and dragged to the ground by them, pressing them all on top of them.
The players of the Madrid Kings women's football team celebrated in front of the penalty area at London Bridge.
When leading by three goals, their celebrations were not so wild.
Perhaps 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! Good goal! World wave!!! So beautiful! Even if this goal is placed in a men's football match, it is still a world wave! Li Qingqing scored her first goal in the Champions League final
A goal! At the same time, if the King of Madrid finally wins the championship, then Li Qingqing will also become the first Chinese player to win the Champions League!"
As Shen Lang, the commentator of Soaring Video, explained excitedly on the TV, Xie Lan jumped up from the sofa with a slap in the face, and then shouted to Li Ziqiang, who also stood up: "Congratulations, Lao Li! Congratulations, congratulations! This is not in vain.
night!"
Next to her, Hu Lixin also beamed: "The first person in China's Champions League!"
Li Ziqiang was also very happy, but in the face of the congratulations from Xie Lan and his wife, he still remained humble and calm, waving his hands somewhat reservedly: "Well, the game is not over yet..."
"Hey! I'm not talking nonsense. I'm leading by four goals in the first half and can make a comeback at London Bridge. I'll just persuade Qingqing to change teams! This shows that the King can't hold up the wall!"
Hu Lixin poked his wife with his elbow: "What are you talking about!"
Then he also said to Li Ziqiang: "Whether it is the men's or women's Champions League, there is no precedent for a final that has been overturned after a four-goal lead in the first half, so relax, Lao Li. Your daughter is going to win the cup! You have contributed so much."
...It’s worth it!”
This last sentence hit Li Ziqiang hard. He didn't say anything, he just looked at the TV screen, his face was red, his eyes were filled with tears, and he was completely unaware of it.
I just feel like my daughter is a little blurry in my vision?
He blinked hard and suddenly felt a stream of heat flowing down his cheek from the corner of his eye.
So he looked up at the ceiling, gritted his teeth, and tried not to make strange sounds.
Surrounded by the laughter of Sister Xie and Brother Hu, in front of you is the hustle and bustle from London on the TV, and the excited chatter of the commentator Shen Lang...
In such a joyful and lively time, Li Ziqiang suddenly felt huge loneliness.
He took a deep breath and suddenly turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.
Without saying goodbye to Xie Lan and Hu Lixin, he opened the door and walked out.
"Hey, this..." Hu Lixin was a little surprised and didn't know what happened to Li Ziqiang.
Xie Lan withdrew from the excitement just now, remembered something, shook his head and sighed softly:
"I should have gone to tell Qingqing's mother the good news..."