Chapter 1 Chelsea!!!

Finally, beep! Beep beep~ The referee blew the whistle to end the game. Chelsea players raised their arms and embraced the sky. Fireworks and salutes went off at Stamford Bridge. Blue confetti, illuminated by the spotlights, looked like snowflakes. Then, accompanied by a series of explosions, beautiful and dazzling fireworks bloomed in the night sky: "Congratulations to the Blues for winning the championship three rounds in advance!!!"

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

Guardiola stood frozen in place, unable to speak for a long time. "Lee!!!"

Seventy minutes ago.

Chelsea's mascot, the Stamford Bridge Lion, cheered and jumped for joy. Captain Cahill was firm and explained, "Only an undefeated season is a golden badge."

Lee lifted the Premier League trophy!

Kanté was a little shy when facing the camera: "The success rate of passing and the data of threatening passes have improved by leaps and bounds? Well, the coach told me not to think too much during the game, just pass the ball to Lee..."

-【Morata will also become a legendary striker in history.】 Azpilicueta, holding champagne, was eager to try. In this historical period, online novels from Eastern countries had already swept across Europe. The Belgian goalkeeper felt like the villain in "Fatal Attraction." Hazard thought he deserved a burger as punishment, no, two. Lee flipped to the last page of the draft, which was written in larger font: 'He is the tactical scapegoat!'

The award ceremony stage was set up on the green field. Morata happened to pass by the corridor of the away team's locker room, tugged at his shorts, and couldn't help but interject, "It's seven-eighths, but the person who ultimately chooses which door to open is not him, but Lee."

Arteta said in a serious tone: "Having Lee on the team puts us in a situation with eight doors tactically."

"Tuchel's preemptive deployment allows us to eliminate one correct answer. Originally, the probability was one-eighth, but as long as we make adjustments, the probability of winning becomes seven-eighths..."

Agent Henrotai quickly comforted him: "It's not a big deal, Thibaut! As long as you perform well in the World Cup, you still have a chance to join Real Madrid... Or, you should apologize to the club. I have to go to Carrasco's place."

Lee returned home and directly opened the golden treasure chest. Everyone was confused. -[Hope Lee's Guidance can fulfill his dream in the 2018 World Cup, without too many bumps and without leaving regrets.] The entire Stamford Bridge was shaken by cheers. The green field instantly turned into a blue ocean. He keenly sensed the scent of Diego Costa's perfume wafting behind him. "One-One!"

All his teammates were enjoying the joy of victory. What a wonderful night, a grand festival for Chelsea!

Excited.

Suddenly put down the microphone and grabbed his shorts tightly. Tuchel silently stood in the corner of the crowd, not planning to steal his disciple's limelight. Pop!

"Eight Doors!"

"They have opened a new era!"

A blue archway was erected at the entrance of the tunnel. Chelsea players were interviewed by media reporters one by one.

Willian knelt on the turf, looked up at the night sky, and made a praying gesture: My mother passed away due to illness, and the sadness prevented the Samba Magic Wing from regaining his best weight.

-[Chelsea's bonuses and treatment are so high, and the atmosphere is so good, Lee will definitely stay at Stamford Bridge for the rest of his career!] [The Premier League season is being settled...] The former unruly nature disappeared at this moment, with only regret in his heart. "Lee!!!"

Tuchel received the Premier League champion medal, which was silver. Morata's hairstyle was messed up by the fans. He grabbed his shorts tightly to defend the last dignity of Stamford Bridge. The silver medal was also worthy of the club's hard work this season. The Blue Army anthem floated over Stamford Bridge. In distant Israel, Abramovich and a group of staff opened champagne. The barrage of comments flew. Suddenly.

[Congratulations on obtaining: "Only Fools and Horses" and "The Ultimate Answer to the Eight Doors Problem."][Tuchel: I'm only 45 years old...] Crazy.

Lee was quickly lifted up by the crowd.

-[Those who obtain Lee's Guidance will obtain the Triple Crown!

Excitement.

A moment later.

Must all 38 Premier League games be settled before the settlement is completed? The sky of London belongs to deep blue. "Lee!!!"

At the entrance of the away team's locker room, Guardiola looked blank. The live broadcast room - [Asking for Courtois's psychological shadow area.] The person opening the door. The award ceremony entered the final stage.

Courtois watched the championship celebration on the TV screen. The tactical view in his heart was collapsing. Blue smoke filled the air. 2017/18 Premier League Champion, Chelsea!!!"

Clearly had the opportunity to win the Triple Crown with the first team, but ended up being relegated to the reserve team, and even failed to win the regional league championship. -[Hope Wenger, Voller, Old Man Top, and Tuchel live a long life and witness Lee's coronation.] Tuchel and Dino went crazy and led the coaching staff, substitutes, and team doctors onto the green field. "!!!"

[Ruling Europe for seventeen years, winning countless honors on behalf of Chelsea, a statue erected outside Stamford Bridge, the club eternally preserves the No. 10 jersey, the final wanderer returns home, back to where the dream began, Leverkusen, the end of the championship night.

A carpet printed with the Premier League logo was laid from the arch to the center of the stage. The chaos subsided, and security personnel dispersed the crowd.

Kanté crowded in the crowd, wanting to catch Lee... but unfortunately, he was too short to reach.

Around the green field, pillars of fire rose. "You predicted the tactics of Door 1, Tuchel opened the preemptive deployment of Door 2, so in your subsequent on-the-spot adjustments, you either stick to Door 1 or transfer to Door 3... In that case, your probability of winning tactically will always be 50%- [Triple Crown (current progress: 1/3)!] A mansion in the Fulham district.

"Why..."

-[Special animated film is about to reach the grand finale in this episode.] Blue confetti flew in the wind.

The superstar who brought a new era to the Blues is definitely the most successful signing in club history. The fireworks were dazzling. In his hand, there was a videotape and a draft out of thin air. The Premier League trophy under the spotlight attracted everyone's attention. The mood was complicated.

-[I thought he would say Barcelona!

Amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of people in the audience, the figure of Chelsea's No. 10 kept rising and falling above the crowd. This move caused everyone to laugh. Clap!

Diego Costa pulled down a fan's pants. Tuchel was pushed to the very center of the podium. It must not be himself...

Guardiola shook his head and said, "No, it's seven-eighths." The broadcast above the stadium shouted out the names of the coaching staff and players in the most impassioned tone. Lee nodded, wiped the medal with the sleeve of his newly changed long-sleeved jersey, and took a bite. Thousands of fans broke through the security personnel's cordon and crossed the billboards.