Chapter 508: Three Gates (Daily Transition)

Finally.

Beep! Beep-beep~

The head referee blew the whistle signaling the end of the match.

Chelsea players raised their arms, embracing the sky.

At Stamford Bridge Stadium, salute guns fired in unison.

Under the spotlight, blue paper scraps resembled snowflakes.

Immediately after.

With a series of booms, gorgeous fireworks burst across the night sky.

"Congratulations to the Blue Army, winning the title three rounds early!!!"

"2017/18 English Premier League champions: Chelsea!!!"

"They have ushered in a new era!"

Tuchel and Dino went crazy, leading the coaching staff, substitute players, and team doctor onto the pitch.

Blue smoke filled the air.

London's sky was deep blue.

Li Kang was quickly lifted up by the crowd.

Amid the cheers of tens of thousands, Chelsea's number 10 kept rising and falling above the crowd.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

Tens of thousands of fans broke through the security line and jumped over the advertising boards.

The pitch instantly turned into a sea of blue.

Madness.

Excitement.

Exhilaration.

The superstar who brought the Blue Army into a new era is absolutely the club's most successful signing ever.

Far away in Israel, Abu and the staff opened champagne at the villa!

What a wonderful night, a grand celebration for Chelsea!

Hazard thought he could reward himself with a hamburger, no, make that two.

William knelt on the turf, gazing at the night sky, making a prayer gesture: his mother had passed away from illness, and the sorrow prevented his Samba magic wing's weight from returning to optimal condition.

Morata's hair was messed up by fans; he clung tightly to his shorts, defending Stamford Bridge's last dignity.

Diego Costa pulled down a fan's pants.

Kante squeezed into the crowd, trying to catch Li Kang, but being too short, he could never reach him.

All teammates were enjoying the joy of victory.

Moments later.

The chaos subsided, and security personnel dispersed the crowd.

At the visiting team's locker room door, Guardiola wore a bewildered expression.

"Why."

"Three Gates!"

Arteta said solemnly: "A team with Li Kang has put us in a three-gate situation tactically."

"We predicted the tactics for Gate 1, Tuchel opened the first move deployment for Gate 2, so in our subsequent in-game adjustments, if we stick to Gate 1 or shift to Gate 3, our tactical chance of winning is always 50%."

Guardiola shook his head and said: "No, it's two-thirds!"

"Tuchel's first move deployment lets us eliminate one wrong answer; originally a one-third chance, with an adjustment our winning probability becomes two-thirds."

Everyone was baffled.

Morata happened to be passing through the visiting team's locker room hallway, adjusted his waistband, and couldn't help interjecting: "It's two-thirds, but the person who ultimately chooses which gate to open is not you, but Li."

Clatter!

His tactical worldview was shattering.

Guardiola stood frozen, unable to speak for a long time.

The one who opens the gate.

Not necessarily oneself.

Twenty minutes later.

The pitch had set up the awarding stage.

At the passage, a small blue arch was erected.

A carpet printed with the Premier League logo stretched from the arch to the center of the stage.

Under the spotlight, the Premier League trophy attracted everyone's gaze.

Chelsea's mascot, the Stamford Bridge cub lion, cheered and leapt.

The broadcast over the pitch, in the most uplifting tone, called out the names of the coaching staff and players.

Pop!

Li Kang received the Premier League championship medal, which was silver.

Captain Cahill hesitated, then explained: "Only an unbeaten season earns the gold medal."

Li Kang nodded, wiped the medal with the cuff of his newly put-on long-sleeve jersey, and took a bite.

This action drew loud laughter from everyone.

The silver medal is also worthy of the club's hard work this season!

The awards ceremony entered its final segment.

The blue army's anthem floated above Stamford Bridge.

Tuchel stood silently in the corner of the crowd, not intending to steal the disciple's spotlight.

Li Kang was pushed to the very center of the awards podium.

Azpilicueta held champagne, eager to try.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

Fireworks bloomed splendidly.

Around the green pitch, fire pillars rose.

Blue paper scraps fluttered in the wind.

Li Kang raised the Premier League championship trophy!

The entire Stamford Bridge trembled slightly from the cheers.

"2017/18 Premier League champions, Chelsea!!!"

Live broadcast room.

Bullet comments flew across.

【Triple Crown (current progress: 1/3)!】

【Whoever gets Li Mingdeng gets the Triple Crown!】

【When a regular cartoon reaches this episode, it's basically the grand finale.】

【Chelsea's bonuses and treatment are so high, the atmosphere is great, Li Kang will surely spend his career at Stamford Bridge!】

【Dominating Europe for fifteen years, representing Chelsea winning countless honors, a statue erected outside Stamford Bridge stadium, the club forever preserving the number 10 jersey, finally the wanderer returns home, back to where the dream began, Lewokusen.】

【I thought you would say Barça!】

【Morata will also become a legendary striker of historic stature.】

【Hope Li Mingdeng can fulfill his dream at the 2018 World Cup, without too many obstacles, without regrets.】

【Hope Wenger, Wo Le Er, Tuopu Laotou, and Tuchel live long lives, to personally witness Li Kang's coronation.】

【Tuchel: I'm only 45 years old.】

【Praying for Courtois's psychological shadow area.】

A mansion in the Fulham district.

Courtois gazed at the championship celebration on the TV screen.

Mixed feelings.

The former arrogance has vanished at this moment; only regret remains in the heart.

In this historical period, web novels from the Eastern lands have swept across Europe; the Belgian goalkeeper now feels like the female villain in a "jilted bride" storyline.

Clearly there was a chance to follow the first team to win the triple crown, but instead he fell to being relegated to the reserves, even failing to win the regional league championship.

Agent Henroté quickly comforted: "It's no big deal, Thibault! As long as you perform well in the World Cup, you still have a chance to join Real Madrid. Or else, you should apologize to the club; I need to go to Carrasco's place."

The aftermath of the championship night.

Chelsea players each accepted media interviews.

Kanté, facing the camera, felt a bit shy: "Pass success rate and threatening pass data have skyrocketed? Hmm! The coach told me not to overthink in matches, just pass the ball to Li."

Suddenly.

He keenly sensed Diego Costa's perfume drifting from behind.

He abruptly put down the microphone, tightly gripping his own shorts.

【The Premier League season is being settled】

All 38 Premier League matches must finish before settlement is complete.

Li Kang returned home and directly opened the golden treasure chest.

【Congratulations on obtaining: 《Only Fools and Horses》 and 《The Ultimate Answer to the Three-Door Problem».】

In his hand appeared a videotape and a draft out of thin air.

Li Kang flipped to the back page of the draft, where larger letters read: "You are the only 'tactical sheep'!"