"Ha, Chen Hero used a trick to scare the mountain tigers!" He Ping laughed as he watched Chen Hero's header, which, although it didn't go in, still brought trouble to Barcelona's defense.

Today, he was completely on the opposite side of the Barcelona fans. No matter what he said, after this game, he would be forever labeled a "traitor" by the Barcelona fans. Who told him that the one going against Barcelona was Chinese player Chen Hero? If He Ping didn't help Chen Hero, who would he help? In sports, He Ping's patriotism could be brought into full play.

But He Ping didn't care what others thought of him being a fan of which team. He wasn't a fan of any team now; he was just a fan of Chen Hero.

Cheering for his compatriots was a matter of course, and even the King of Heaven couldn't interfere!

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Before he knew it, the final had been going on for twenty minutes, and both sides had attacked and defended. Napoli did not shrink back defensively in the game; they attacked boldly and pressed aggressively. As for Barcelona, their strong strength was also well reflected. Although they encountered Napoli's tenacious pressing and obstruction, Barcelona's passing and cooperation did not show any stagnation and remained smooth.

This was actually why Guardiola was not afraid of Napoli's pressing. Now this Barcelona, whether in terms of player strength, personnel configuration, or tacit understanding, had reached its peak. This was the culmination of Barcelona-style football for more than twenty years. If such a team could be easily defeated by random pressing, it would be underestimating Barcelona's football too much.

In this season, Barcelona completely defeated Real Madrid to win the league title, especially with a 5-0 home victory over Real Madrid, which made many people have such an idea—the dynasty era belonging to Barcelona was coming, and no team on this planet could defeat Barcelona anymore; only time could defeat them: after Xavi retired, Barcelona would lose its brain, and there would naturally be a decline in performance. By then, they would have won too many championships, and the players' desire to win and sense of honor would become less and less, just like the Galácticos of the past… Only in this way could Barcelona be defeated; otherwise, forget about it.

However, when some people thought of Barcelona's powerful youth training camp, they immediately felt that even if Xavi retired, they still had Iniesta, Busquets, Cuenca, Thiago… and many, many excellent stars of tomorrow, completely endless from generation to generation. If this continued, who could defeat Barcelona?

In the past, they didn't think Barcelona's football was anything special, but in recent years, Barcelona had been winning championships like crazy, and everyone realized that Barcelona's football had come to fruition…

Could it be that no one can defeat them?

If Napoli's pressing can't cause trouble for Barcelona…

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Hernandez Garcia Perez sat in the press box of Wembley Stadium, watching the game up close with his colleagues, collecting first-hand information, and preparing materials for news reports after the game.

He had not watched Napoli's two games against Inter Milan and Juventus on the spot, only watching the game broadcasts, which always made him feel like he couldn't see the whole picture.

He wanted to see with his own eyes what state Chen Hero was in.

Had he really not been affected in any way by being tormented by those fans for several weeks?

Perez didn't believe it. He absolutely didn't believe that there was such a "stone-hearted" person in this world. The fans were making so much noise, and the world's media rushed to Naples to report on this matter. Chen Hero was almost rendered by some media as an ungrateful traitor. Could so much negative news not shake him?

He didn't believe it.

He felt that there must be something deeply rooted in Chen Hero's heart, like a seed, waiting for external stimuli to begin to sprout and grow.

Maybe the level of the Italian league was too low. Neither Inter Milan nor Juventus were able to put enough pressure on Chen Hero. But the Champions League final was different. We Barcelona were not second-rate teams like Inter Milan and Juventus. Playing against Barcelona in the Champions League final, Perez didn't believe that Chen Hero would have no pressure in his heart. As long as there was pressure, it would be easy to do, and he could nurture the demon in his heart…

In the field, Chen Hero was taking the ball, and a huge boo rang out in Wembley Stadium. This boo came not only from the opposing Barcelona fans, but also from many Napoli fans.

This boo wasn't just happening once or twice; every time Chen Hero took the ball, everyone would hear it.

The boo was so loud that a slight relaxed smile appeared on Perez's face.

This was another catalyst!

Boo, boo as much as you like!

Perez was very proud that he could provoke the relationship between Chen Hero and the Napoli fans. The Napoli fans were madly booing Chen Hero, and Chen Hero would definitely feel dissatisfied in his heart, and maybe he would take the initiative to give up winning the championship. That was also true, why should I win the championship for a group of fans who always dislike me and keep booing me?

If Chen Hero really had this idea, that would be great.

Anyway, those who would be sad if they lost the Champions League title would definitely not be the Barcelona people. Chen Hero and the Napoli fans were all losers, but Perez, a Catalan, couldn't care less about this.

The more you fight each other, the happier and more accomplished I, the instigator, will be!

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He Ping was a little worried that Chen Hero's emotions would change for the worse, although he knew that Chen Hero was also playing under such boos in the Serie A league. But Serie A League couldn't be compared with the Champions League final after all…

How much pressure was there in the Champions League final! And the pressure of the Serie A League had long been spread out over the thirty-eight rounds of the league. On average, the pressure of each round of the league was definitely not as great as the Champions League final!

Now that this boo was ringing again, he felt that the Napoli fans were being inconsiderate and unreasonable.

"At this time, no matter what grievances you have with him, you should unite and not do this kind of thing to sabotage and make those close to you grieve and those who hate you rejoice!"

Like He Ping, the Blue Giant Bears were also dissatisfied. They were probably the most die-hard Chen Hero supporters among the current Napoli fans. They brought the Napoli jersey that had appeared in the stands of the Stadio San Paolo back to Wembley Stadium and displayed it.

This was the only support they could provide to Chen Hero so far. With shouts and songs, their voices had long been drowned out in the huge boo, not even causing a ripple.

"What a bunch of idiots!"

Looking at the extreme fans who were booing Chen Hero together with the Barcelona fans, the Blue Giant Bears were furious.

"We should support Hero at this time! He is the only one in the team that makes the Barcelona people feel afraid! How can we do this?"

"Do you expect the extreme fans to have brains? You might as well expect Hero to stay next season…"

"It's really making the Barcelona people laugh!"

They couldn't cheer for Chen Hero with songs and shouts, so they could only scold the extreme fans in private to vent their anger. Anyway, they had already thought about it. If Napoli unfortunately lost the final, they would write an open letter to all Napoli fans in the name of the Blue Giant Bears, denouncing the actions of the extreme fans and demanding justice for Chen Hero.

Of course, this was the worst plan. No one wants to lose at the finish line, right?

The extreme fans didn't care about their feelings. After Chen Hero kicked the ball out, the boo disappeared, and they began to sing loudly: "Oh Mamma Oh Mamma Mamma Mamma Mamma, do you know why my mood is so excited? I saw Maradona! I saw Maradona!"

This song was one of the most popular songs in the Stadio San Paolo during the Maradona era, especially in the poor districts of Naples.

Now they brought this song out again, of course, to disgust Chen Hero in the name of Maradona. To demonstrate to him: don't think that you have scored a lot of goals now, even more than Maradona, but in our eyes, you are nothing! You can never compare to Maradona! In the hearts of Napoli fans, only Maradona is the supreme and only one, and you… this damn Chinese guy is just a clown! We are waiting to see your completely failed Liverpool trip!

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Hearing the song, the smile on Perez's face grew stronger.

He didn't believe Chen Hero could still bear it.

He felt that Chen Hero must be very angry and aggrieved at this time.

In this way, how could he still be in the mood to play well? Maybe he has the ability to play well, but he has to deliberately play badly…

Come on, let the fire burn! Burn Napoli to death!

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There was indeed a fire in Chen Hero's chest, but he wasn't targeting those boos and songs. He had long been immune to these sounds—if you single-loop and repeat a song for a year, you try it, you will also be immune to this song.

For Chen Hero, the fans' boos and songs were like the constant sounds of car roaring, people breathing, birds chirping, waves, wind, talking, music, various noises… in this world, there was no difference.

The fire in his chest was aimed at Barcelona.

He knew very well who had stirred up these fans' emotions, and he also knew the grudges between him and Barcelona.

The stronger the boo, the hotter and stronger the fire in his chest did become, but it was all directed at Barcelona…

Those who play with fire will burn themselves. That Perez, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You want to screw me over, you are not good enough!