North Rhine-Westphalia.

Leverkusen Youth Training Base.

The weather was fine, the birds were singing, and the flowers were fragrant.

In the corridor leading to the tactics classroom, the walls were hung with carefully framed photos.

The black-haired figure wearing the number 10 Leverkusen jersey had already been imprinted in the dreams of every Leverkusen youth team player.

In the classroom.

A fat man with black-rimmed glasses was drawing lines on the blackboard.

"Take good notes! Li studied very hard back then. He is the pride of our Leverkusen youth training."

"Teacher! Li came from La Masia Youth Academy."

A young player suddenly raised his hand.

The immature voice, not yet through puberty, interrupted the deep voice, and several sleepy players were awakened.

Teacher Berenata adjusted his glasses.

"Incorrect, La Masia doesn't let players practice physical fitness before the age of 15, and doesn't instill tactics other than the 'Total Football' system before the age of 16."

"Li was able to lead the team to victory against stronger opponents back then because of his understanding of tactics and his ability to read the defensive line."

"His character is also very good. No matter how successful he becomes, he will not have a sense of estrangement from us old friends."

"Settle down!"

"Professional players must learn to settle themselves!"

"Where were we?"

"Conte and Tuchel's three-center-back system."

"Chelsea is the most vivid example."

"Let's predict their regular lineup for next season."

"3-4-3!"

"Goalkeeper: Courtois."

"Defenders: Azpilicueta, Cahill, Rudiger."

"Midfielders: Moses, Kante, Li Kang, Marcos Alonso."

"Forwards: Hazard, Diego Costa, Willian."

"If you were Tuchel..."

He was interrupted again by the immature voice.

"Teacher, do we still need to study tactics for this lineup?"

The transfer news of Li Kang joining Chelsea was just waiting for the official announcement from the club and the player himself.

It felt like rushing to the toilet in a panic, just short of taking off your pants.

Southern Greece.

The sky was blue, and the waves were surging.

Havertz sat on the yacht, holding his mobile phone, browsing the transfer news over and over again.

His expression became more and more anxious.

Brandt asked doubtfully, "Kai, why haven't you brought your girlfriend over lately?"

Havertz didn't even raise his head. "She insulted Asians online. I'm ignoring her. Why hasn't Chelsea made an official announcement yet? Are they waiting for a special day?"

"Can't you just ask Li himself to confirm the transfer information?"

"No, asking will ruin the anticipation."

Brandt: "."

The Leverkusen Gemini and Li Kang had very frequent contact, and they always had endless topics to talk about on social software.

Not long ago, Ms. Skaia came to North Rhine-Westphalia, not just to take away a Dino, but also to bring the Gemini to Stamford Bridge, but was ultimately rejected by Voller: they are still young and need the guarantee of playing time, and they need to practice in the Bundesliga for a few more years.

On a small boat in the distance.

Bellarabi shielded his eyes with his hand and shouted, "Hakan, it's Kai and them! What a coincidence! Get up and say hello."

Çalhanoğlu was lying on his back in the chair, his cool expression under his sunglasses enough to melt the sun. He said indifferently, "There's no need. I'm going to a real powerhouse next season."

The little black egg was dumbfounded: Does saying hello have anything to do with joining a powerhouse?

"They're not in the same world, you know?"

"The two of them are still very young and may not be able to realize their potential. Maybe they will sink into mid-to-lower-tier teams in a few years, but I am different. At 23, I can become the core of a powerhouse's midfield."

"The gap between first-class stars and third-rate stars... is like the distance between the sun and the sea!"

"Times are changing."

"Li's transfer fee record of two hundred million has also been surpassed by Mbappe and Neymar this year."

A sea breeze blew.

A newspaper next to the chair floated up, and after spinning a few times in the air, it covered Bellarabi's crotch.

The newspaper cover was titled: "Official Announcement: Çalhanoğlu Officially Joins AC Milan and Inherits the Legendary Number 10 Jersey!"

Sardinia.

Hazard put down his hamburger and smiled to greet a group of enthusiastic Chelsea fans.

The agent skillfully raised the camera.

Click.

A young fan took advantage of the inattention of others and secretly pinched the Premier League dribbling king's big belly.

A moment later.

Two sports reporters also ran forward.

"Giving up the number 10 jersey? Of course, I'm willing, that's Li!"

"Not self-disciplined? I will lose weight within two weeks before the start of the season."

Being the core of Chelsea means enduring too much.

With a Li in the midfield, he can liberate himself in all aspects, whether it is from the public opinion level or the tactical level.

Some things are like a crown, which is both glory and restraint.

Hazard raised his arm excitedly, and the fat on his belly followed with a burst of shaking.

July 10th.

Chelsea's official website released a message: "Li Kang officially joins Chelsea."

The black-haired figure wearing the number 10 jersey dyed the homepages of all sports media blue!

‘Two hundred and fifty million!’

‘Invincible Myth Three-Crown Champion Midfielder, Reigns Over Stamford Bridge!’

Blue.

A sea of blue.

A blue that ignited the world!

Two hundred and fifty million?

Breaking the world transfer fee record again.

The entire European football world seemed to be trembling slightly: What era is this? Two hundred and fifty million to buy an injured Li Kang?

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[The finale is here. Chelsea's lineup for next season will sweep Europe. I'll eat shit if they don't win the treble!]

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[Tuchel: The best coach in Europe for the 17-18 season, mine.]

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[What if Li Mingdeng is affected by injuries and can't play up to his price?]

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[It doesn't matter, he's the Sheva in Abu's heart in the midfield. He can spend as much money as he wants to support him.]

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[Not to mention Sheva, Crespo was also supported all the time. Chelsea was willing to give him money every year when he was loaned out.]

While Chelsea dominated the top of the trending search list, Barcelona surprisingly followed closely behind!

‘The 1 million euros that can never be crossed, installment plan!’

The third most popular search term was Leverkusen.

‘The myth of the transfer market, the legendary director-Voller, Leverkusen enjoys the secondary transfer income!’

North Rhine-Westphalia.

Pfft!

Voller sprayed his assistant with a face full of water, and slammed the table angrily: "Transfer myth? Angel director? Why don't they write about my nicknames during my playing and coaching career?"

Then.

Arsenal's official website released a message: "Sports Director-Robert leaves office, thank you for his contribution to the Gunners."

Islington fans were dumbfounded.

Contribution?

What did he contribute in three months on the job?

This guy sold Li and is Arsenal's eternal sinner!

Barcelona Airport.

Robert, who had been subjected to death threats from extreme fans, felt relieved.

"I'm safe when I return to this beautiful land of Catalonia."

"Look, there are so many Barca fans coming to greet me, security! Security!"

July 11, 2017.

Li Kang, wearing the number 10 jersey, descended on Stamford Bridge in the eyes of the world.

The blue that never fades.

(End of this chapter)