"Pretty!"

"Goal!"

"An amazing match, the two teams greeted each other by breaking through the opponent's goal right from the start!"

"Li Kang's exquisite through ball!"

"Maguire's push shot was successful, Arsenal tied the score!"

"Redemption, just a few minutes ago he gave the opponent a penalty!"

"Look at the replay, this pass was too good..."

"Mid-season champions, suspense returns."

The Premier League's real-time standings appeared on the screen.

Chelsea, who had just finished their match, currently occupy the top spot.

...

In the live broadcast room.

-【A pie fed to his mouth...】

-【Li Kang was holding Maguire's head and making him swallow it.】

-【My grandma could kick that ball in!】

-【Why do I feel that Maguire's shooting is more stable than Morata's?】

-【Quick, look at that move where Li Mingdeng dodged Baines! Consecutive landing and touching the ball with his left foot! So handsome, Messi and Robben incarnate!】

-【Quasi-ball king style!】

-【Fun fact: Since the millennium, Chelsea's Premier League title winning rate is 100% as long as they win the mid-season championship!】

...

Stamford Bridge.

Abramovich struggled for a long time before turning off the TV.

His mood was conflicted.

On one hand, he hoped Arsenal would lose, and on the other hand, he hoped Li Kang would win.

"Boss, Li gets along very well with Wenger, he may not be able to with Conte..."

"Fabregas has been on the bench for a long time under Conte, and Diego Costa is likely to be targeted by the coaching staff..."

"Alright, stop ratting me out!"

...

Goodison Park.

The Arsenal fans drowned out the Toffees.

Maguire shouted excitedly, turned around and picked up Li Kang, spinning him in a circle.

For a defender, nothing can make up for the self-blame caused by defensive errors more than scoring a goal.

"Li, thank you!"

"Let go of Li, a tie isn't enough! We want to win!"

The Arsenal players picked up the ball and ran back to the center circle, celebrating.

Robles spread his hands helplessly.

In the Everton lineup, the competition for the goalkeeper position is very fierce. They also signed 34-year-old Stekelenburg in the summer transfer window.

Lukaku pointed to Arsenal's goal and encouraged his teammates: "Don't panic, their defense isn't much stronger than City's!"

...

On the sidelines.

Bould raised his arms and cheered.

Wenger simply celebrated and then sat back on the coach's bench.

"We will face a lot of pressure next."

"Don't let Li and Xhaka switch positions!"

On the other side.

Koeman's emotions didn't seem to be affected by the goal.

He kept whispering to the young midfielders.

This Barcelona legend is not good at building systems, but is very good at making on-the-spot adjustments.

His chubby fingers kept gesturing on the small tactical board.

"Cheer up, do you all understand?"

"It's not difficult at all."

"If I were thirty years younger, I would be very excited to meet an opponent like Li!"

...

The game restarted.

Mirallas kicked off and passed back to Barkley.

Arsenal's forwards quickly rushed past the center circle line.

After a slow pass between themselves, the ball flew from Everton's backfield to the wing again.

"Still looking for Baines!"

"Can Xhaka win the second head-on confrontation this time?"

The Premier League season is more than halfway through.

Xhaka, who is in a period of growth, has been given many nicknames by fans: Reverse Vieira, Ray Lui, Card Master, Rusty Metronome.

Without any suspense.

He was eaten alive by the Everton captain again!

He didn't even have a chance to foul!

It's not that he's bad.

But Baines' state this season is like a flashback, his combat power is exploding!

"He's past again!"

"Monreal's positioning is very timely!"

"Oops, the gap behind him was seized by Lukaku!"

"Which side is Little Beast playing on?"

...

Baines flicked the ball elegantly with his left foot.

The ball lifted off the ground and lightly passed over Monreal's head.

Arsenal's left half was torn apart!

"Lukaku!"

"Oh no!"

"Not accurate enough in judging the landing point!"

"Mustafi easily controls the ball!"

Boos rang out.

The Toffee fans both love and hate Little Beast: Clearly, stopping the ball would give him an excellent attacking opportunity!

Lukaku clapped his hands, turned his head and gave his captain a thumbs up.

...

Mustafi stopped the ball and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Everton's forwards didn't step forward to put pressure?

Don't think too much.

Just pass the ball to Li... No, there are too many defenders around Li, I don't have that good of footwork.

With a snap.

He chose to pass the ball to Maguire.

Old Ma raised his arms, signaling the front teammates to pay attention to maintaining a distance from Li Kang.

"Arsenal's attack!"

"Wow!"

"This time they've opened up the width!"

"Five attacking points in the front field led by Li Kang! A flurry of bullets!"

"How will Everton resist!"

"Hey? The ball is lost!"

...

Near the center circle.

The moment Xhaka received a pass from the backfield, he was besieged by Barkley, McCarthy, and Tom Davies!

Just catching you for your slow passing speed!

Reverse Vieira!

Snap!

The ball is lost.

The ball is back.

Xhaka tried to maintain possession.

Arsenal's entire attacking rhythm was slowed down...

No matter how well the fan-shaped width in the front field was pulled, it was useless.

At this moment, if Arsenal's front and back fields coordinated, they would be caught in a mismatch!

In the end, the ball was still lost.

In the chaos, Barkley pushed the ball hard!

The Merseyside night sky turned blue.

The Toffee fans erupted in cheers as the trajectory of the ball spread.

Mustafi, who was about to step forward to respond, was regretting it!

Damn it, he was really caught in a mismatch.

He turned around abruptly and looked back.

Maguire had to face two Everton forwards: Mirallas and Lukaku!

One against two?

...

On the sidelines.

Bould was shocked.

Wenger frowned.

Koeman's face flushed, and he clenched his fists... Success! Let the Gunners open up the attacking width, our Everton midfield narrows and chokes your rusty metronome!

The front field dares to retreat and coordinate? Stop attacking!

The back field dares to support? Catch you in a mismatch!

...

"Danger!"

"Mirallas receives the ball with his back to the goal and lays it off to Lukaku!"

"Beautiful wall pass!"

"He's about to get past!"

"Čech is frantically raising his hands, but Maguire can't see it!"

Thirty-meter zone.

Maguire didn't dare to rush forward.

He knew he was slow to turn around.

One against two? That's something that Van Dijk, Varane, Boateng, Mascherano, Chiellini, Thiago Silva, Godín... that group of perverted center backs can do!

In a flash.

His brain was working fast.

He chose to block Mirallas.

As for Lukaku, who has a lower shooting skill...

Leave it to Čech!

...

Little Beast dribbled the ball to the arc of Arsenal's penalty area.

Thump!

He lashed out fiercely with the instep of his foot!

Tens of thousands of fans couldn't help but hold their breath.

The ball whistled... and flew over the crossbar...

"What a pity!"

"Wasted an excellent one-on-one opportunity!"

"Everton's midfield arrangement is very targeted!"

Lukaku held his head in his hands and knelt on the grass... then spat and wiped his face with his jersey, giving his teammates a thumbs up.

Čech instinctively glanced at Morata in front of him...

Wenger breathed a sigh of relief.

Koeman was so angry on the sidelines that he pounded the ground frantically, his hair was messy, and his dress pants were stretched to the limit by his huge ass... After adjusting his emotions, he still gave his disciples two thumbs up: Play like this, Arsenal don't even think about winning the mid-season championship at Goodison Park!

...

In the live broadcast room.

-【Something's weird.】

-【Man City also seemed to be beaten up by Everton like this, and finally suffered a bloodbath massacre.】

-【You can't blame Xhaka for being bad, Yaya Touré of Man City, the world's number one defensive midfielder, finally got his first start under Guardiola, and even he couldn't withstand the entanglement of Everton's midfield trio.】

-【A single defensive midfielder definitely can't withstand the entanglement of three talented box-to-box players, Xhaka has already done a good job.】

-【Unless it's Busquets, his characteristics aren't afraid of this kind of siege.】

-【So what do we do? Arsenal change to a double defensive midfield, let Li Mingdeng and Xhaka shorten their running distance? Or stand parallel?】

-【Then the width and rhythm of the attack... how should I put it? Everton doesn't necessarily have to successfully grab possession, the main purpose is to contain Arsenal's attacking starting point and cut off the source of the push forward.】

-【It's still the same sentence, after being strong for most of the season, the Premier League coaching staffs have naturally researched corresponding countermeasures.】

....

Li Kang's thoughts were similar to those of the netizens.

But he still felt that the situation was not too difficult.

Everton's tactical system?

Koeman didn't make large-scale changes, but made some targeted modifications to some details.

The commanding style seems very similar to his own...

He subconsciously touched Xhaka's head, signaling him not to be too ashamed and blame himself.

....

Čech launched a goal kick.

The game continued.

Li Kang returned to his familiar position as a deep-lying midfielder.

Koeman pulled up his pants and immediately ordered the three midfield box-to-box players to retreat and strengthen their depth defense.

"Arsenal are playing a bit like Barça."

"The speed of the push forward is very slow."

"We noticed... Everton's mid-to-back field, whether in width or depth... Li Kang accelerated! Wow! Everton's formation is changing very quickly!"

"Li Kang slowed down."

"In this case, the game will enter the positional warfare stage, up to now this season, Everton's positional defense has a bit of Chelsea's flavor..."

A dull scene.

Intense game.

Some fans couldn't help but worry: Will Li Kang and Koeman cramp up.

...

Time passed minute by minute.

Everton's players performed very tenaciously and toughly.

Koeman was so tired that his elbows hurt.

Taking advantage of the dead ball stage.

He quickly took a sip of mineral water and urged Deulofeu, Bolasie, and others to continue warming up.

Everton's bench lacks everything, but it doesn't lack weird wingers who can put together many kinds of offensive routines.

When the Gunners are thoroughly researched, the Premier League gradually returns to hell difficulty.

Bould paced back and forth anxiously.

"Most of Li's characteristics are being restricted by Everton."

"No room to start."

"As soon as he moves slightly forward, they go to mark Xhaka."

"Maguire and Mustafi's long pass accuracy isn't good enough, if they hit the front field directly, there's no numerical advantage at the landing point."

"Everton is like a piece of chewing gum, making people helpless and disgusting."

Wenger looked at the bench from time to time, and couldn't find a more suitable personnel adjustment plan for a while.

...

Time passed.

Beep! Beep beep~

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

Both sets of fans couldn't wait to run out of their seats... Besides the two goals at the start, there were too many boring moments in the subsequent game.

Li Kang and his teammates walked off the green field and took the water, dry towels, and bananas handed over by the coaching staff.

Koeman ran up happily, patted him on the shoulder smugly, and then quickly drilled into the tunnel.

The inheritors of the total football concept... are not always kindred spirits.

...

Everton's locker room.

Koeman tapped the tactical board.

"Pay attention!"

"In the second half, we will still change the formation with Li's position."

"Don't worry about the others, pay attention to restricting Xhaka, he is our defensive focus! The goal is to delay Arsenal's rhythm and force Li to retreat!"

"If Cazorla retreats and becomes a playmaker, then McCarthy and Barkley don't come back! Don't tell me you two can't handle him?"

"We have successfully put Arsenal on the defensive! Indirectly making it impossible for their two flanks to get the ball smoothly!"

"I will send Deulofeu and Lennon in the second half! Arsenal's unbeaten myth will be ended at Goodison Park!"

...

Arsenal's locker room.

Wenger noticed a bunch of flowers on the table.

The petals were red and white.

It was a variety he couldn't name.

Was Koeman imitating himself?

Freshly baked heat maps were laid out.

"We played a bit impetuously in the first half, which caused the mid-to-front field to often become disconnected."

"Forget about the mid-season championship first!"

"Everton's positional defense is not unbreakable."

"Compared to Chelsea, they have a very significant disadvantage: the defensive space is easy to overlap!"

After simply arranging the tasks for the second half, Wenger patted Li Kang on the shoulder: "Don't have too much pressure."

Li Kang nodded seriously.

The red lines of God's perspective intertwined, reviewing the details of the first half.

....

The fifteen-minute break ended.

Goodison Park was reignited with passion.

The players from both sides slowly returned to the green field.

Deulofeu greeted Li Kang and Bellerín respectively.

During their trip to Japan that year, they were once teammates on the national team's second team.

"Good evening, viewers, welcome back."

"Now we are broadcasting Everton's home game against Arsenal for you!"

"The two sides went back and forth in the first half, and the score was 1:1!"

"Koeman made a substitution adjustment first!"

"Deulofeu replaced Williams!"

"A winger replaced a center back!"

"It is estimated that the formation will be switched from 3-5-2 to 4-3-3, no, it's 4-2-3-1!"

"Coleman and Baines' positions will be more backward."

"Arsenal haven't made any personnel adjustments yet."

...

Beep!

With the referee's whistle.

The second half of the game began.

Arsenal have possession.

After a few passes, the ball crossed the center circle line.

Xhaka was a little confused.

The change in the opponent's formation did not make his passing pressure smaller.

The key is this guy Deulofeu.

He has the terrifying step frequency of the world's fifth, and his interception prediction ability for passing lines is extremely strong.

With a snap.

The ball was lost again.

"The predicament Yaya Touré encountered is being replayed on Xhaka."

"One-on-one!"

"Lukaku!"

"Wow!"

"What a scare!"

"Čech's timely attack! Averted the danger!"

"Powerful throw!"

"This time he found Li Kang!"

"Beautiful! Shook off Tom Davies! Accelerated, and squeezed past Coleman! Exquisite distribution!"

"Morata is not offside!"

"What a pity!"

"Baines' timely clearance!"

A burst of exclamations rang out from the nearby stands.

...

The speed of time seemed to accelerate.

Unlike the first half.

The second half returned to the Premier League rhythm.

Possession changed hands back and forth.

Intense hand-to-hand combat.

Referee Clattenburg's yellow card was filled with the names of players from both sides.

A bitter battle.

It was a bitter battle for both sides.

Deulofeu's appearance disrupted the Arsenal coaching staff's layout during the halftime break.

He sometimes participated in the organization on the wing, and sometimes leaned towards the middle, mobilizing the Gunners' defensive positioning.

He doesn't eat up much possession.

But he repeatedly helped Coleman and Baines create opportunities to push forward.

He is a "weakened version of the 91 Messi!"

And Li Kang was also dissecting and strangling the Toffees' defense.

Start and break through in place.

Sketch the devil's arc.

Immortal guides the way to tear the space...

But luck was always a little short.

Everton's parallel defense also greatly strengthened the depth defense in the process of formation changes.

...

The 63rd minute of the game.

Cazorla retreated to respond to Xhaka.

After getting the ball, he turned around and launched a long pass.

Li Kang opened up Mori on the left wing and kicked the ball towards the penalty area with his back to the goal!

Morata jumped high.

Header!

Thump!

The football smashed fiercely into the lower right corner of Everton's goal like a cannonball!

It wasn't that easy.

McCarthy, who had been assigned the goal line defense task early, cleared the ball out of the baseline with his chest!

"Young player McCarthy!"

"The performance is too outstanding!"

"Everton's aerial defense has always been good!"

"They have done their homework very well."

Koeman was flushed and kept pressing down on the air with both hands, signaling his disciples not to make any more mistakes.

Wenger applauded vigorously with a calm expression.

The atmosphere in the stands gradually reached a climax.

The cheering slogans of both sides floated back and forth in the sky above Goodison Park.

The Toffee fans didn't want their opponents to win the mid-season championship.

The Gunners fans' mood was like riding a roller coaster.

...

The 70th minute of the game.

Everton had a chance.

Barkley successfully intercepted the ball in Arsenal's half of the forty-meter zone.

A decisive pass to the wing.

Deulofeu showed his dreamlike step frequency and crushed Maguire from the front!

That's right.

This type of winger is the nemesis of Arsenal's heavy center backs.

"Good opportunity!"

"Lukaku took away Mustafi!"

"Mirallas is in a good position!"

"Why doesn't Deulofeu pass the ball!"

"Come on!"

"Wow! It's an inside-of-the-foot arc ball!"

"We seem to see a young Messi!"

"Čech!"

"The body is stretched to the extreme!"

"Wonderful save!"

...

The 78th minute of the game.

Morata attracted two center backs.

Giroud cuts into the penalty area.

Everton's defense was turned upside down.

The ball rolled to the left side of the penalty area.

Li Kang accelerated and shook off Barkley, raising his foot to blast!

Thump!

The ball hit the crossbar heavily and ricocheted towards the stands!

The audience sighed.

Arsenal's number 10 jersey was soaked with sweat.

Koeman shouted hoarsely.

Wenger covered his forehead regretfully.

Always a little short.

Is the Gunners' perfect season going to fall into a low ebb in Merseyside?

...

Time passed minute by minute.

The vast momentum of the Toffee fans dominated Goodison Park.

Their team will tie the Premier League's big boss tonight.

What Guardiola's Man City?

What about the two hundred million man?

Coming to the blue Merseyside army will end in vain!

The Gunners fans looked at the fighting Gunners on the field... and gradually began to comfort themselves: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if we don't win the game, it's just the mid-season champion, not the Premier League champion!

Damn it.

Why did this year's trough come earlier than in previous years.

...

The game entered the stoppage time stage.

With Baines' timely clearance, Arsenal's attack was resolved again.

Taking advantage of Bellerín going to pick up the ball.

Li Kang bent down, pressed his palms on his knees, and gasped for breath.

In God's perspective.

Dense red lines kept extending.

Everton's tactical system is very simple.

But Koeman's small detail arrangements and defensive arrangements are too perfect.

In the field of vision, in addition to the sleepy Eye of Truth, no other legendary phantoms appeared.

That's not right.

What is condensing in the wind?

Red and blue number 10?

White number 11!

...

"Bellerín should pass the ball to Li Kang!"

"Sure enough!"

"Three Everton defenders are approaching!"

"There's no chance!"

"The connection between Li Kang and Morata and Giroud has also been cut off."

"Is it a pass back... or a hard shot?"

...

On the Led screen in the air, the time came to 92 minutes and 23 seconds.

The last thirty-seven seconds.

Arsenal are about to miss the mid-season championship.

Koeman sat back on the coach's bench, rubbing his palms.

For small clubs, the most fulfilling thing is to block the giants.

Bould was dejected.

Wenger was still standing in the command area, his body straight.

...

Li Kang received Bellerín's throw-in on the wing.

Turn around and accelerate.

He shook off Tom Davies, who was blocking from the front, from the outside line.

In the field of vision.

The phantoms of Barcelona's number 10 and Real Madrid's number 11 gradually overlapped.

He slammed his feet on the grass.

In an instant, an astonishing speed erupted!

The step frequency became denser and denser.

The moment he was about to be intercepted.

Continuous touches to the ground with his left foot, suddenly stopping and changing direction!

McCarthy and Barkley lost their balance!

The audience in the nearby stands couldn't help but exclaim!

"This is..."

"Lateral dribbling on the wing!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Oh no!"

"Mori didn't keep up!"

"Li Kang's steps..."

"Approaching the arc of the penalty area!"

"Baines!"

"Can't stop Li Kang!"

"Cut inside!"

"Shoot!"

Thump!

The tense nerves of the Everton players.

The football drew an elegant arc in the sky above Goodison Park.

Koeman was stunned.

Wenger looked stunned.

What the Toffee fans felt was despair.

The Gunners fans enjoyed the sudden happiness.

Robles tried his best!

Even if his arms were a few centimeters longer, he couldn't change the outcome.

Everton's net was lifted.

1:2!!!

The second hand pointed to the twelve o'clock direction.

A last-minute winner!

Arsenal locked in the Premier League mid-season championship at the last moment of stoppage time!