Chapter 428: Robin Hero? (Daily Transition)

The match is over!

It had been since 2005 that Chelsea last lifted the Community Shield, and their opponent then was also Arsenal.

Li Kang's blue-army career got off to a wonderful start!

Congratulations to Chelsea, and best wishes to Arsenal!

The commentator scratched his foot, then suddenly recalled: over the past five years, any club that won the Community Shield went on to fail to win the Premier League title the following season.

Another jinx?

Arsenal's old friends took turns hugging Li Kang.

There was no bias about winning or losing, only some encouraging words.

On the pitch they were opponents, off it they were friends—that's what sportsmanship means.

Especially Xhaka, who kept saying unwillingly to part:

We will always be friends.

Our team loyalties won't affect our friendship.

Looking back at his Arsenal days, whenever Li Kang was fouled, this Swiss midfielder was always the first to step up.

Courtois glanced at it disdainfully, silently took off his gloves, and walked toward the sideline.

Diego Costa held up his phone and laughed: "Thibaut, we've both been selected for the Big Five Leagues' low-character lineup."

Chelsea's goalkeeper's mouth twitched.

Although he cuckolded his teammate De Bruyne, provoked Cech, played mind games with Mourinho, and beat up the national team coach at the European Cup... Courtois still thought he wasn't that low in character.

Diego Costa read out the list with interest:

Low-character lineup.

Goalkeeper: Courtois.

Defenders: Pepe, Martin Tyler, Brookford.

Midfielders: Busquets, De Jong, Nainggolan, Scholes, Fabregas.

Forwards: myself, Suarez, Van Persie.

Bench...

Damn it's embarrassing, I don't want to be lumped in with these names.

A moment later.

Staff had set up the awarding stage.

The winner of the Community Shield Cup receives not a trophy, but a shield.

A round shield engraved with three lions.

No prize money.

Each team's reward of 25,000 pounds is just a formality; in the end, the club still donates it.

Ticket and broadcast revenues, part goes to community charity, part is donated to the "Youth Cancer Trust".

The awarding ceremony procedure is very short.

When the two FA officials had simply completed the formalities, Wembley Stadium suddenly rang with salutes.

Blue paper scraps flew like snowflakes in the wind.

Dino sprayed champagne to add to the fun.

"KeeptheBlueFlagFlyingHigh!"

"!"

Amidst the mighty cheers.

Li Kang and Cahill together raised the silver shield!

Tuchel passed through the passage and arrived at the post-match press conference venue.

He did not indulge in the joy of winning the Community Shield.

The little notebook in his hand recorded the traits of the Premier League opener's opponent; this guy is terrifying, and when he was in school he always finished his weekend homework on Friday nights.

Papapa!

Media reporters applauded welcoming, their eyes full of anticipation, and they eagerly spoke up.

"Mr. Tuchel, congratulations on winning your first championship trophy in London; you finally don't have to eat Klopp's leftovers!"

"You never beat Guardiola during your Bundesliga tenure; do you have confidence to avenge that in the Premier League?"

"Why haven't you stuck with the three-center-back system?"

Tuchel thought for a moment, then picked the last question to answer.

"Chelsea's tactics are not set in stone."

"Before each match, I will make corresponding targeted deployments, possibly making large-scale personnel rotations."

"The Premier League competition has always been fierce, but Chelsea's starting point will be higher than other clubs'..."

"Because... because we have Li."

Papapa!

The venue suddenly erupted in thunderous applause that showed no sign of stopping.

Wimbledon fans had mixed feelings.

In the past, after losing, they could still spray Wenger, stirring up a 'reverse Wenger' trend.

Now they are busy sticking the 'reverse Wenger' slogan with Enrique's name on it.

BBC football studio.

Henry was making a post-match summary: "We need to give Enrique some time; this Arsenal squad's on-paper strength is not bad, and the main reason for the loss is due to..."

Laiyinkeer hurriedly added: "It's because their opponent is Li, the Li who owns Chelsea! Once he steps onto the green field, he'll make all players look mediocre!"

Henry: "..."

Hey hey hey, can you talk about some tactical substance?

Manchester United legend Rio Ferdinand kept nodding and smiling, indicating his agreement with this statement: "Li and Pogba are the best midfielders of the new generation..."

Laiyinkeer immediately interrupted: "Take out the two words Pogba and new generation!"

"Li is a high-quality idol for teenagers worldwide."

"He's low-key, friendly, humble... never puts his energy into picking up girls or changing hairstyles!"

"I can feel his complex emotions when he broke Arsenal's goal; he and I are both gentlemen of the green field."

"Li is truly the Premier League's top star."

"Look forward to it—he's a gem of the football world, and his historical standing will be placed alongside those legendary midfielders' names!"

"When he retires..."

Henry and Ferdinand wore helpless expressions, only able to earnestly listen to Laiyinkeer's praise.

Cobham Training Base.

With one week left before the Premier League kickoff, Dino announced the news of disbanding and giving two days off.

Diego Costa, Courtois, and the others immediately linked arms and headed to the nightclub, while Terry was waiting for them at the usual spot.

Fabregas felt envious, but unfortunately he had to go home to be with his wife.

Samba Magic Wing William, this South American seems uninterested in nightclubs, and he has agreed with Kanté and Li Kang to play chess together tomorrow.

Hazard kicked off the hellish weight-loss training.

Morata couldn't wait to fly to Turin to reunite with his wife.

Of course.

Chelsea's most disciplined player is none other than David Luiz.

This guy is Brazilian.

He's 30 years old and still a virgin.

Grand Mage.

He has emphasized more than once: he will keep his virginity until his wedding night.

One hour later.

Li Kang returned home.

The system notification sound softly rang.

【Mission Completed: Guns and Fire.】

【Mission Feedback: Alright, you might have gotten Enrique fired again...】

【Mission Reward: Arsenal Platinum Treasure Chest.】

Get Enrique fired?

Li Kang had never even thought about this matter... I guess he just never really thought about Enrique as a person.

The platinum treasure chest hovered in midair.

The reward panel was a dazzling array of riches.

【Pirès "Wing Slow Horse" Module.】

【Vieira "Giant Sausage" Module.】

【Hleb "Painter" Module.】

【Fabregas "Hybrid Golden Child" Module.】

【Van Persie "Robin Hood" Module (Damaged).】

【...】

Isn't that the prefix for Arsenal legends?

Li Kang took a closer look, and the two characters "Legend" prefix on the treasure chest had completely vanished.

【The treasure chest is opening... Congratulations on obtaining: Van Persie "Non-stop Ball" Module!】

【The armory nurtured me for seven years, and Wenger never abandoned me.】

【Who dares to wield a sword and mount a horse?】

【If there's still one person loyal to Arsenal, it's me.】

【I will absolutely not renew my contract with Arsenal!】

【If I join another club and score against Arsenal, I will absolutely not celebrate.】

【Van Persie slaughtered his former club Arsenal, passionately slid on his knees, and ignited Old Trafford!】

【I deeply love Manchester United; coming to Old Trafford is to help Manchester United win the championship!】

【112】【What you say is correct; Arsenal is nothing but a baby team.】

What you said is correct, Arsenal is nothing but a children's football team.

【Haha, you Arsenal are going to play in the Champions League again?】

【I owe Wenger too much... Sorry, I want to leave Fenerbahçe, I can still make a living in the top five leagues, and I hope to return to Arsenal.】

Why does Van Persie have so many lines?

If this guy were mute, he wouldn't have so much trouble.

Li Kang shook his head, dispelling the messy complex emotions.

Late night.

Chelsea's head coach office still had the lights on.

Tuchel was "tormenting" the coaching staff members.

No, the data sample size is insufficient; let's try the deduction again.

Boss...

Cheer up; we cannot underestimate any opponent.

Two days later.

Chelsea's squad returned to the Cobham training base.

Tuchel gave everyone a book: The Inner Game of Tennis.

The book roughly explains how athletes can boost their confidence and defeat inner self-doubt and tension.

This is not the first instance.

Because Tuchel likes to give books to players, fans have nicknamed him the "Zengshu xing zhushuai".

Our tactical system for the upcoming season has already been roughly set.

No need for frantic pressing in a high position!