Fox in the Penalty Area

Li Qingqing turned his back to the attacking direction and raised his hand for the ball.

As soon as she received the ball, she was swept down from behind by the London Bridge defenders!

The referee's whistle was followed by a huge booing sound, which was almost not heard.

Such momentum is hard to believe that this is a women's football game.

St. John's Stadium, which can accommodate 52,000 people, is almost full.

Among these people are the fans of the King of Madrid and the fans of London Bridge. In addition, there are many neutral fans.

Although China is vigorously developing women's football today, and the attendance rate of the Women's Super League is steadily increasing, there is still a huge gap compared with European women's football games.

Nowadays, the level of women's football in Western Europe is improving rapidly, which is inseparable from their perfect football system and rich football culture.

If it weren't for the North London Wanderers' home stadium, St John's Stadium, which can only accommodate 52,000 people, the attendance of this Women's Football Champions League final would be even higher.

Two days before the men's Champions League final between King Madrid and Stan Park Rangers, the women's Champions League final kicked off in London.

Many King Madrid fans simply came to London two days in advance to watch both the Women's Champions League final and the Men's Champions League final.

The London Bridge fans are playing at home, and there are many people who come.

Playing football in the atmosphere of full stadium stands makes every female football player excited.

The movement is naturally a little bigger...

The London Bridge player who swept down Li Qingqing was shown a yellow card by the referee. The London Bridge fans in the stands were dissatisfied with this and booed.

The booing was not only for the referee, but also for Li Qingqing—they thought that Li Qingqing flopped. Because she obviously jumped up before being swept down, it stands to reason that she could hide...

Of course, it can be clearly seen from the slow-motion replay of the TV broadcast that Li Qingqing did try to dodge, but she didn't dodge.

And fortunately she dodged for a while, otherwise she would have been kicked even harder...

"As the core of the King of Madrid's midfield attack, Li was under the care of London Bridge in this game. And now the first half is not over, London Bridge has fallen behind by three goals, and the players of London Bridge are overwhelmed I'm impatient, and I don't pay much attention to the movements of my feet..."

Narrator on Spanish TV,

Naturally on the side of the King of Madrid, he unceremoniously criticized the rough movements of the London Bridge players.

The guest commentator laughed: "As a veteran team in women's football, London Bridge never thought that in the Champions League final, they would be beaten so badly by the King of Madrid, who made it to 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 football Champions League final with the biggest difference in the past 20 years!"

The Spanish narrator asked excitedly: "Is a new king about to be born?!"

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Li Qingqing got up from the ground and waved her hands to show her teammates that she was fine.

This made Hu Lai in front of the TV also heave a sigh of relief.

When Li Qingqing fell to the ground, he was already thinking in his heart that if he had a chance to meet London Bridge in the Champions League, he would definitely avenge his girlfriend. Although I don't know when we will meet again, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

Hu Lai was afraid that if Li Qingqing was injured in the Champions League final, it would affect the summer Olympics...

That was the Olympic Games that he and Li Qingqing agreed to create a good memory.

The place where Li Qingqing was fouled was just a little to the left 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 about to take free kicks.

But after the referee blew the whistle, she didn't run to the football, but stood where she was.

Opposite her, a King Madrid teammate kicked the ball lightly, while between them another King Madrid player was starting to charge towards the ball...an indirect free kick!

Next, it should be Li Qingqing stepping on the football, setting up the fort, and getting out of the way to let the teammate who plugged in behind complete the long-range shot.

From the defensive players lining the wall to the goalkeeper, London Bridge also focused on the forward-going Madrid King player.

However, Li Qingqing, the "ball stepping tool man" who was temporarily ignored, turned around suddenly and swung the football she was stepping on with her left foot sideways. At the same time, she turned and flashed to the middle!

The London Bridge defenders rushing out of the crowd had originally rushed to the back row to plug in the Kings players who were about to take a long shot. Seeing this scene, they had no choice but to change direction halfway and pounce on Li Qingqing.

But she was already too late. After Li Qingqing pushed aside the football, she turned around and quickly caught up. Then, while running, she swung her arms, swung her right leg, and volleyed vigorously!

Right near the top of the free throw arc, she shoots the football towards the goal!

Boom!

From this muffled sound, one can clearly feel the power of Li Qingqing's shot!

And she shoots tricky!

The goalkeeper of London Bridge originally followed the direction of the football and moved to her left, but saw the football being shot towards the upper corner of the half of the goal on her right!

She jumped into the air in a hurry, but she couldn't reach that area at all. She could only watch helplessly as the football drew a white line in the air and rushed into the goal!

"Ooooooh! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!"

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 high.

"Li! Li! Li Qingqing!! Wow! She finally scored a goal! She worked hard before and assisted her teammates to score twice, but she always missed the goal... This goal is for her. The best reward for an outstanding performance in the game! In the 41st minute of the game, the King of Madrid took a 4:0 lead!"

"I usually seldom make such assertions...but I think that the King of Madrid ended the suspense of the final in less than forty-five minutes! The King of Madrid women's team will take the lead in winning the Champions League!"

The St. John's Stadium roared with cheers, and nearly half of the King Madrid fans broke out with a huge volume.

In the cheers of this momentum, Li Qingqing, who scored the goal, turned and ran to celebrate.

However, she had just run two steps before bumping into her teammates, and then being hugged by them, she was dragged to the ground, and all of them were on top of her.

The players of the King Madrid Women's football team celebrated in front of the penalty area at London Bridge.

None of them celebrated quite so wildly when they were leading by three goals.

Perhaps it was because they realized for the first time in this game that the first Champions League champion in team history is getting closer and closer to them!

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"Wow, Li Qingqing! Li Qingqing! Great goal! World wave!!! It's so beautiful! Even if this ball is placed in the men's football match, it is a proper 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!"

Accompanied by Shen Lang, the soaring video commentator on the TV, Xie Lan slapped his hands and jumped up from the sofa, and then shouted to Li Ziqiang who also stood up: "Congratulations, Lao Li! Congratulations! This is not for nothing!" night!"

Hu Lixin next to her also beamed with joy: "China's No. 1 player in the Champions League!"

Li Ziqiang was also very happy, but in the face of the congratulations from Xie Lan and his wife, he remained humble and calm, and waved his hands with some restraint: "Hey - the game is not over yet..."

"Hey! I'm not talking nonsense. If we led by four goals in the first half and can still make London Bridge come back, then we can simply persuade Qingqing to change teams! This shows that the king is not able to support the wall with mud!"

Hu Lixin poked his wife with his elbow: "What are you talking about!"

Then he also said to Li Ziqiang: "Regardless of men's and women's football in the Champions League, there has never been a precedent in which a four-goal lead in the first half of the final can be overturned, so relax, Lao Li. Your daughter is going to win the cup! Your dedication ... worth it!"

This last sentence hit Li Ziqiang, he didn't speak, just looked at the TV screen, his face was flushed, his eyes were full of tears, and he didn't realize it at all.

I just feel that the daughter in sight has become a little blurry?

He blinked vigorously, and suddenly felt a heat flow down his cheek from the corner of his eye.

So he looked up at the ceiling, gritted his teeth, and tried hard not to make strange noises.

Surrounded by the laughter of Sister Xie and Brother Hu, in front of him is the hustle and bustle from London on the TV, and the excited chatter of the commentator Shen Lang...

In such a happy and lively time, Li Ziqiang suddenly felt great loneliness.

He took a deep breath, turned suddenly and walked towards the gate 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, not knowing what happened to Li Ziqiang.

But Xie Lan withdrew from the excitement just now, remembered one thing, shook his head and sighed softly:

"It should be to announce the good news to Qingqing's mother..."