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Ai Wen felt the kindness from this loving elder.

Alvin has always been kind to kind.He reached out, took the kettle he had brought, and poured a cup of black tea for the other party.

He showed Trim a smile of admiration from a junior to an elder: "Taste the black tea from my other hometown."

Trim didn't refuse, he took it, took a sip, and nodded in admiration.

At this moment, Clattenburg changed his clothes and came out.

He sat down in the middle with a big horse, and was about to reach for a bottle of mineral water.

The substitute assistant referee next to him moved faster and handed him a bottle immediately.

Clattenburg wiped his face, thanked him, and poured most of the bottle down.Then, with a long sigh of relief, he threw the empty water bottle into the trash.

At this time, he finally had time to look at the team he was working with this time.

He smiled. "How was the first half, gentlemen?"

The fourth official replied: "Excellent. We have benefited a lot from your decision."

Clattenburg was noncommittal. He leaned back on the sofa and stretched.

The fourth official took out the record book: "Mr. Clattenburg, was Chelsea No. 11 really brought down in the first half? I was too far away to see clearly."

"Of course not. I can see very clearly that at most he just confiscated it and fell down by himself."

Clattenburg replied, saying, shrugging his shoulders: "Almost every player who gets violated has to put on a show, and you have to get used to it."

Everyone responded one after another, what he said was indeed true.

Clattenburg sighed: "Hey, there are really not many well-behaved forwards."

After saying this, he suddenly thought of Ivan.He smiled at Ivan: "Young man, you are very good."

Ai Wen, who was suddenly mentioned, had no choice but to say modestly: "Thank you. Your judgment is also very good, and there are many things worth learning from."

Clattenburg seemed to shake his head nonchalantly: "It's just that I've seen too much, and the sentence should be fine. Everything is to maintain the normal operation of the game."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Trim also took out the record book: "I just looked for the replay, Drogba's penalty was very accurate, there is no problem."

Clattenburg: "The whole first half was generally under control, and these players still know it."

He suddenly became more serious: "However, the second half of the game is likely to change to a different style, and it will be more tiring. Gentlemen, you must be prepared."

Trim couldn't help asking: "If the two sides conflict too much, should we increase the number of timeouts?"

Clattenburg: "I will play cards to scare them according to the situation. Chelsea's style of play has always been brutal, and Stoke City is not bad, but don't be nervous, I will grasp the rhythm." After finishing speaking, he let the referee team disperse The rest is gone, and I have enough energy to face the tough battle of the next game.

15 minutes passed and the intermission ended.

The players returned to the field.

The fans found that in the second half, the spirit of the team they supported was different!

After 15 minutes of adjustments, they were resurrected in situ as if they had been injected with chicken blood!

Richard: "Terry broke the Stoke ball! He found Lampard!"

Andy: "...Didier Drogba! Drogba broke into the penalty area again! This time, can he make another contribution!?"

As a center forward, Warcraft lived up to his reputation. The Ivorian went on a rampage and successfully stood out from the Stoke City defender's interception!

Richard yelled: "Pass the ball? No, he didn't choose to pass the ball but hit the goal himself! Drogba! goal!!! Didier Drogba, made a contribution to the team! Chelsea 2-0! !"

Stamford Bridge once again caught in the cheers!

The camera can't wait to find the difference in the stands, looking forward to what the fans will celebrate!

However, this time, the stands did not display a second poster.They first made an appointment in advance, paused for three seconds, and then sang loudly together:

"Look! A blue lion is running across the sky!

What?Where?

Did you see that cute angel next to it?It is nestling obediently next to him!

He has blue eyes!how beautiful!

It has a blue appearance!How clever!

He said to it: I will take you to win the championship!

It said to him: Yes, I will always wait for you!

oh!But why is that angel gone?

oh!It is so anxious!It can't find him anymore!It can't find him anywhere!

oh!come back!Alvin!oh!come back!Angel!Stamford Bridge misses you!Lions are missing you!We are missing you!ah!I wake up every day hoping to see you!

Until today, right here, you reappear!

Until today, right here, the goal came!

Until today, right here, the victory is back at Chelsea! "

When the singing spread to every corner of the Stamford Bridge Stadium, the audience in front of the TV stopped their actions and looked at the screen.

The message board unknowingly stopped scrolling.

When the singing gradually diminished, it seemed to wake up from a dream, with new movements.

"I, I actually cried..."

"Me too."

"Is it true that Aiwen will never come back again, I miss him so much..."

"It seems to be true. There is basically no such precedent for retired players who cannot return."

"What's more, the doctor made it very clear that his injury diagnosis is much more serious than many players who retired due to injury."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

"Isn't God merciful? Beg him to let Aiwen come back, okay?"

The fans in the stands closest to Aiwen kept looking for the familiar figure with their eyes while singing.

He stood there motionless, tilting his head slightly, as if listening carefully.

The singing fans couldn't help but work harder.

Gradually, the singing stopped, and the short celebration time came to an end.

The interaction they wanted had to stop.They looked eagerly at the figure, hoping that he would turn back.However, until the end, they were all disappointed, and their angels did not look back.

They were limited by their vision and could not see his expression.But the lens has no limit!It was aimed at Ivan's face!To be exact, it focused his eyes!

"It's snowing!" Someone exclaimed.

Chelsea has been snowing intermittently for several days. It finally cleared up today, and the snow on the grass was swept away. Only then did they have an afternoon suitable for playing football.

A trace of coolness permeated people's faces, but they didn't seem to feel it.It's not just snow, it's cold, a little wet, and it seems to be mixed with rain.

Such a scene seems somewhat familiar.Many experienced fans suddenly felt as if they had seen this scene somewhere.

The author has something to say: the more you read the text, the more sand sculptures you see, the more you read the small theater

Author (passing the microphone): Do you think Ivan recognizes you? Why?

Gal Gadot: Yes, he poured me black tea.

Trim: Yes, he poured me some black tea.

Mbappe: Approved, he taught me free kicks.

Ronaldo: I agree, he and I exchanged two jerseys.And make suggestions for my perfume.

Raul: Approved, that is, the jersey promised to me has not been changed with me so far.

Ramos (proud): Super invincible must recognize me!When will he come to enforce Real Madrid?That day will definitely tell you the answer.

Cassie (smiling and taking something out of her bag): Oh?

Messi: Few people do not recognize me, after all, I am so great.

Ramos (attentive): Captain, what are you looking for, I will help you.

Cassie (with no expression): Hemp rope.

Kaka (press and hold Ramos who wants to slip away): I agree, after all, the author said that we are so similar, such as our appearance.

Toniu (cute): Accept it, I want to change jerseys with him next time.

Cech: Does this question still need to be asked?

Rooney: As the big brother of the national team, the answer to this question is obvious.

Ferguson: Those who don't recognize me are dismissed, and the players who don't recognize me?Time will tell them the answer.

Mourinho: →_→

Beckham: QAQ

Clattenburg: Anyone who didn't approve of me went down.

Everyone who fell under the red card: ...

Ai Wen: It doesn't matter whether I agree or not, what should go down will always go down.

I still want to get close to Ramos: ...

Chelsea people who have always wanted to bring their friends to play together: ...

Ai Wen: People who maliciously affect the referee's five senses with unrelated objects outside the game are more dangerous. People who maliciously show cuteness to trick the penalty kick are more dangerous. People who maliciously slander the opponent and act realistically are more dangerous. very dangerous. →_→

Author: Those who didn't get shot stood up.

Everyone who fell to the ground collectively: QAQ