Madrid, Espino training base.

"Diego, sorry, we tried our best."

"Atletico Madrid will definitely bring you home next summer."

"You have to go back to Chelsea for another season. I understand how you feel."

Simeone patted Diego Costa on the shoulder forcefully, his tone full of reluctance and regret.

The latter looked dumbfounded.

He had made a great determination to return to La Liga, brought his whole family to Madrid, and prepared to dedicate the peak of his career to Atletico Madrid.

To witness the Calderón, where he rose to fame, disappear in the river of history.

The Wanda Metropolitano Stadium would be the stage for him to face Messi and Ronaldo again.

And now you're telling me to go back to Chelsea?

Is there such a good thing?

Diego Costa rubbed his face, put on a sad expression, and hugged Simeone tightly.

"Boss, I'll definitely be back."

July 30th.

The transfer negotiations between Atletico Madrid and Chelsea ended.

The reason was simple: the Court of Arbitration for Sport rejected their appeal, and the transfer ban against Atletico Madrid would continue until January 2018.

Diego Costa, who was originally going to be purged by Conte's team, was actually kept at Stamford Bridge by Tuchel.

The new Chelsea coach said in an interview: "Morata and Batshuayi are still young, and many details are handled a bit immature. Chelsea needs a mature center forward."

And so it was.

Diego Costa packed his luggage and returned to London with his family.

Public opinion also gradually changed: from shameless tumor, a scheming person full of foul words, a dirty and ugly traitor, a scumbag with no sportsmanship... to a true Blues striker, a heavy metal killer, an indomitable beast, Emperor DC.

On the other side.

Emirates Stadium.

Fireworks were dazzling, and cannons roared.

The joining ceremony was extremely grand.

Arsenal welcomed their old friend: Ë Great Eye.

Islington fans weren't too enthusiastic about this transfer: they sold this guy for 75 million last summer, and now they're buying him back for 90 million this summer? Oh well, the club has money now anyway.

Enrique was full of confidence.

Facing the camera, his tone was full of pride: "The Community Shield is the beginning of a wonderful season, and Arsenal will continue the strong momentum of last season."

August 2nd, Chelsea lost the subsequent match of the ICC International Champions Cup.

The whole team returned to Cobham training base in London.

Without immediate training, Tuchel gave the players three days off.

"Lee, are you going home?"

"I'm not going back to France either. I haven't saved your phone number yet."

Kanté smiled and took out an old phone that had been used for who knows how many years.

It wasn't entirely for frugal reasons.

Maybe it was a different kind of "self-psychological protection" that didn't have any effect.

This憨憨 (hān hān, innocent and simple person) was being "bled dry" by a large group of relatives, friends and agents.

Fans often joked: Kanté must join Juventus, the Mafia (crossed out) Agnelli family will cleanly solve all his troubles.

Is this seemingly the fate of most black football stars?

The hurdle swayed gently in the breeze.

"Lee!"

Li Kang suddenly heard a familiar voice, turned his head and saw: Čech!

Čech, without his helmet, in a suit and leather shoes.

The latter was now the technical director of Chelsea Football Club.

Morata scratched his head: two months ago they were still "Triple Crown" teammates, and now he's a club official?

Courtois looked embarrassed and walked away silently: the relationship between the two generations of Blue Army goalkeepers was very complicated. Originally, it was a fair competition for the job, but this guy forcibly shaped his image into that of a villain.

Čech was still so enthusiastic, chatting briefly about the progress of the club's summer window signings, and telling Li Kang that he could contact him at any time if he encountered any problems.

"Can you take off your suit, put on your jersey and play a game?"

Everyone laughed.

Time flies.

August 6th.

The Community Shield is coming.

Wembley Stadium, a huge balloon printed with the FA logo rises into the air.

Ninety thousand British fans arrived at the scene.

This great building never lacks vitality: in 2007, the FA launched a "ten-year season ticket" for the rebuilt Wembley Stadium. This year is the last year, and experts predict that the attendance rate in 2018 will plummet.

"espn! espn! Good evening, viewers!"

"Now broadcasting live for you is the 2017 English Community Shield!"

"Arsenal versus Chelsea."

"The Triple Crown winner versus the Premier League runner-up."

"A clash of titans."

"The Earth is about to explode."

"Can the Gunners in the post-Wenger era continue to dominate the Premier League?"

"Can Tuchel, who advocates the three-centre-back system, set off a tactical frenzy like Conte?"

"Let's wait and see!"

Player tunnel.

Li Kang and Xhaka gave each other a simple hug.

He looked around the Arsenal ranks and saw many unfamiliar faces.

The world of football is like this, fickle.

Morata put his arm around Koscielny and said seriously, "If I score, I won't celebrate."

Koscielny quickly pushed him away: "You can score first, kid."

Morata smiled and patted his forehead.

The referee team led the players from both sides out of the tunnel.

The vast momentum that erupted from the stands in all directions made the entire Wembley Stadium shake slightly.

Half red, half blue.

Li Kang suddenly heard a system prompt in his ear.

[Ding, task triggered: Guns and Fire.]

[Task Description: Don't underestimate this Arsenal under reconstruction. When facing your old club, you should do your best and respect your opponent.]

[Task Reward: Arsenal Legend Platinum Treasure Chest.]

Tuchel and Enrique stood in their respective coaching areas, both coaches with solemn expressions on their faces.

Both were new to their positions.

Both had reasons why they couldn't lose.

The wind blew through Enrique's curly hair.

What about Tuchel?

He's bald.

"Now, we will introduce the starting lineups for both sides!"

"Arsenal's formation is 3-5-2!"

"Goalkeeper: Ospina!"

"Defenders: Koscielny, Mustafi, Monreal."

"Midfielders: Iwobi, Ramsey, Ë Great Eye, Xhaka, Kolasinac."

"Forwards: Aubameyang, Lacazette."

espn live broadcast room.

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[Without Professor's Arsenal, it always feels like something is missing.]

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[This lineup is not bad, the forward line is even stronger than last season: Bundesliga Golden Boot + Ligue 1 Golden Boot.]

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[Ë Great Eye has also returned, a deadly pass.]