"The game is over!"

"The last time Chelsea lifted the Community Shield was back in 2005, and their opponent was also Arsenal."

"Li Kang's Chelsea career has gotten off to a wonderful start!"

"Congratulations to Chelsea, and best of luck to Arsenal!"

The commentator scratched his foot and suddenly remembered something: in the past five years, the club that won the Community Shield has not won the Premier League title in the following season.

Another curse?

The Gunners veterans took turns hugging Li Kang.

There was no animosity due to the victory or defeat, only words of encouragement.

Opponents on the field, friends off the field—this is the meaning of sportsmanship.

Especially Xhaka, who kept saying goodbye reluctantly:

"We will always be friends."

"Team allegiances will not affect the friendship between us."

Looking back on his time with the Gunners, whenever Li Kang was fouled by an opponent, this Swiss midfielder was always the first to stand up for him.

Courtois glanced at them with disdain, silently took off his gloves, and walked towards the sidelines.

Diego Costa waved his phone and laughed, "Thibaut, we've both been selected for the Five Major Leagues' Worst Character Squad."

The Chelsea goalkeeper's mouth twitched.

Although he cuckolded his teammate De Bruyne, provoked Čech, insulted Mourinho, and beat the national team coach at the European Championships, Courtois still didn't think his character was that bad.

Diego Costa read out the roster with great interest:

"Worst Character Squad."

"Goalkeeper: Courtois."

"Defenders: Pepe, Martin Taylor, Broadfoot."

"Midfielders: Busquets, De Jong, Nainggolan, Shawcross, Fàbregas."

"Forwards: Myself, Suárez, Van Persie."

"Substitutes..."

"This is too damn embarrassing. I don't want to be lumped together with these names."

A moment later.

The staff had set up the award stage.

The winner of the Community Shield doesn't receive a trophy, but a shield.

A round shield engraved with three lions.

There is no prize money for winning.

The 25,000 pounds awarded to each team is just a formality, as the clubs ultimately donate it.

The ticket and broadcast revenue from the match are partly used for community welfare and partly donated to the Teenage Cancer Trust.

The award ceremony was short.

When the two FA officials had simply gone through the motions, Wembley Stadium immediately burst into celebratory cannons.

Blue confetti flew in the wind like snowflakes.

Dino sprayed champagne in celebration.

"Keep the Blue flag flying high!!!"

Amidst the mighty cheers.

Li Kang and Cahill raised the silver shield together!

Tuchel passed through the tunnel and arrived at the post-match press conference.

He didn't revel in the joy of winning the Community Shield.

The small notebook in his hand recorded the characteristics of their first Premier League opponent. This guy was terrifying; he always finished his weekend homework on Friday nights when he was in school.

Clap clap clap!

The media reporters applauded, their eyes full of anticipation, and they eagerly spoke up.

"Mr. Tuchel, congratulations on winning your first championship trophy in London. You finally don't have to eat Klopp's leftovers!"

"You never beat Guardiola during your time in the Bundesliga. Are you confident in getting revenge in the Premier League?"

"Why didn't you stick to the three-at-the-back system?"

Tuchel thought about it and chose the last question to answer.

"Chelsea's tactics are not set in stone."

"Before each game, I will make corresponding targeted arrangements, and there may be large-scale personnel rotations."

"The competition in the Premier League has always been fierce, but Chelsea's starting point will be higher than other clubs..."

"Because... because we have Li."

Clap clap clap!

Thunderous applause erupted from the scene, lasting for a long time.

The Islington fans had mixed feelings.

In the past, when they lost, they could criticize Wenger and start an "anti-Wenger wave."

Now, they are busy sticking "anti-Wenger" slogans on Enrique's name.

BBC Football Studio.

Henry gave a post-match summary: "We need to give Enrique some time. The squad of this Arsenal team is not bad on paper. The reason for the loss is mainly because..."

Lineker quickly added: "It's because their opponent is Li, Chelsea's Li! Once he steps onto the pitch, he makes all the other players look mediocre!"

Henry: "..."

Hey, hey, can you talk about some tactical substance?

Manchester United legend Rio Ferdinand nodded and smiled, agreeing with this statement: "Li and Pogba are the most outstanding midfielders of the new generation..."

Lineker immediately interrupted: "Remove the words 'Pogba' and 'new generation'!"

"Li is a role model for young people all over the world."

"He is low-key, friendly, and humble... He never puts his energy into picking up girls or changing his hairstyle!"

"I can feel the complex emotions he had when he scored against Arsenal. Like me, he is a gentleman on the pitch."

"Li is the real Premier League superstar."

"Look forward to it. He is a treasure of the football world. His historical status will be placed alongside the names of those legendary midfielders!"

"When he retires..."

Henry and Ferdinand looked helpless and could only listen attentively to Lineker's praise.

Cobham Training Base.

With a week to go before the start of the Premier League, Dino announced that the team would be dismissed and given two days off.

Diego Costa, Courtois, and others immediately went to the nightclub arm in arm. Terry was still waiting for them at the old spot.

Fàbregas was envious, but he had to go home to be with his wife.

Samba winger Willian, this South American, didn't seem interested in nightclubs. He, Kanté, and Li Kang had agreed to play chess together tomorrow.

Hazard started his hellish weight loss training.

Morata couldn't wait to fly to Turin to reunite with his wife.

Of course.

The most upright player in the entire Chelsea team was undoubtedly: David Luiz.

This guy is Brazilian.

He's 30 years old this year and still a virgin.

A Great Archmage.

He has emphasized more than once that he will keep his virginity until his wedding night.

An hour later.

Li Kang returned home.

The system notification sound rang quietly.

[Task completed: Guns and Fire.]

[Task Receipt: Okay, you may have gotten Enrique fired again...]

[Task Reward: Arsenal Platinum Treasure Chest.]

Gotten Enrique fired?

Li Kang had never thought about it... He should say that he hadn't thought about Enrique at all.

The Platinum Treasure Chest floated in mid-air.

The prize pool panel was full of dazzling items.

[Pirès "Sideline Slow Horse" Module.]

[Vieira "Giant Sausage" Module.]

[Hleb "Painter" Module.]

[Fàbregas "Highbury Golden Boy" Module.]

[Van Persie "Robin Hood" Module (Incomplete).]

[...]

Isn't it supposed to be prefixed with "Arsenal Legend"?

Li Kang looked carefully and found that the words "Legend" in the treasure chest's prefix had disappeared without a trace.

[The treasure chest is opening... Congratulations on obtaining: Van Persie "One-Touch" Module!]

[The Gunners have nurtured me for seven years, and Wenger has never abandoned me.]

[Who dares to stand in my way?]

[If there is still one person loyal to Arsenal, it is me.]

[I will definitely not renew my contract with Arsenal!]

[If I join another team and score against Arsenal, I will definitely not celebrate.]

[Van Persie slays his former club Arsenal, slides on his knees passionately, igniting Old Trafford!]

[I deeply love Manchester United. I came to Old Trafford to help Manchester United win the championship!]

[You are right, Arsenal is just a team of babies.]

[Haha, are you Arsenal going to play in the Europa League again?]

[I owe Wenger too much. I'm sorry, I want to leave Fenerbahçe. I can still gain a foothold in the top five leagues. I hope to return to Arsenal.]

Why does Van Persie have so many lines?

If this guy were mute, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Li Kang shook his head, dispersing the messy and complicated emotions.

Late at night.

The lights were still on in the Chelsea manager's office.

Tuchel was "torturing" the coaching staff.

"No, the data basis is not sufficient enough. Try to deduce it again."

"Boss..."

"Cheer up. We can't underestimate any opponent."

Two days later.

The Chelsea players returned to the Cobham training base.

Tuchel gave everyone a book: *The Inner Game of Tennis*.

It's roughly about how to help athletes increase their confidence and overcome their inner self-doubt and tension.

This wasn't the first time.

Because Tuchel likes to give books to players, he is known by fans as the "book-gifting manager."

"The tactical system for our next season has been roughly determined."

"No need for high-intensity, high-pressing runs!"

"..."

Got home too late from work, too sleepy, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Everyone, rest early.

(End of this chapter)