After Inter Milan pressed the game, the game took another turn.

Although they launched an attack, they couldn't get any good ball at this time. When Zivo tried to pass the ball to Sneijder, Ribery suddenly rushed up and wanted to grab the ball. Sneijder turned around and avoided Ribery, but Ribery was still entangled. He passed the ball back to Zivo, and Ribery followed. Ramos saw Pandev in front asking for the ball and passed it forward. But Yaya Toure appeared on the pass line, blocked the ball and gave it to Zhao Yaning. Zhao Yaning faced Cambiaso alone again.

Stepping on the ball, shaking, and accelerating. Zhao Yaning suddenly pushed the ball backward, completed a oxtail throw with his right foot, and kicked the ball forward. Cambiaso quickly turned around, but there was no one behind him. Instead, Zhao Yaning accelerated and rushed past him.

After the man ball was scored, Zhao Yaning passed Cambiaso again. Cambiaso directly grabbed Zhao Yaning and threw him to the ground.

This was a foul action, but in a few minutes, the referee didn't want to make such a severe penalty. Cambiaso breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he hadn't lost his players. As for the ball, he believed that Zhao Yaning at this time had no strength like him. He could no longer run. He also believed that Zhao Yaning, who had run for 120 minutes, was shaking his legs while standing, and he would definitely not be able to make a good ball.

The ball was indeed a little farther away. Zhao Yaning glanced at Yaya Toure. He played well in this game. Maybe he could try a long shot.

"Don't look at me, I'm bored." Yaya Toure smiled bitterly at Zhao Yaning helplessly. The ball is on the left, 35 meters away from the goal. Di Maria does not have the strength, and Ibrahimovic will only be even more tired.

In the end, I still have to do it myself

"Icar, go, go!" Ancelotti waved at Cassi who was guarding the goal. Cassi was stunned for a moment, but immediately he realized that this was the time to fight and walked towards the frontcourt. He walked very slowly because he really lacked confidence. His game was terrible and almost lost all people. He lost three goals and asked his opponent to ask for it. As a goalkeeper, he had an unshirkable responsibility.

But now, he still has a greater responsibility - he is going to the frontcourt to participate in the final attack.

"The goalkeepers are going to grab some points? Are you going to fight to the death?"

The commentator's joke was also Mourinho's idea. Time is gone. Even if he doesn't shoot, Cesar will blow the whistle the next time he uses his big foot. Ancelotti is giving it a try.

He waved his hand and signaled the players to make offside. What kind of ability to compete for points at this time? What is easier than making offside? Zhao Yaning is exhausted, and this ball is another 35-meter ball. The opponent even sent Cassi to the frontcourt, so it was naturally to make a point. What else can he think of at this time?

Crowded into a ball in the penalty area, Zhao Yaning looked quietly, then took a step back, jumped twice on the spot, and swung his thighs violently.

The football drew an arc, and the players squeezed into the penalty area. Cassi's forward insertion made one more person in the penalty area, and also made the penalty area in chaos. Cesar stared at Yaya Toure, who was snatching a favorable position, but in an instant, he suddenly realized that the arc drawn by the football suddenly turned around.

This is not an assist, this is a direct shot. Cesar's pupil suddenly magnified in an instant. He didn't expect that his opponent would still dare to try to shoot at this time after hitting the post four times in one night! At this time, he had no time to adjust his body, so he could only jump back and fold his whole body into a recurved arc to try to intercept the football!

He retreated, his legs bounced up, threw his whole person high in the air, and his hands stretched out as much as possible. The ball hit the far corner, and after a large arc of change, he was not prepared enough. He could even be sure that he could touch the ball a little earlier, but he could only watch the ball fall into the net, and saw the net rubbing against the football, slowly letting the ball stop, revealing the pattern on the ball.

He once again covered his face in pain.

The referee also blew the whistle at the same time.

"The game is over! Real Madrid 5:3 Inter Milan! Real Madrid is the world champion! Zhao Yaning's hat trick, Real Madrid won the championship, Real Madrid won the championship!"

We won the championship!

Zhao Yaning felt that he was powerless to run and celebrate. He was surrounded by his teammates around him. In the 120-minute fierce battle, he fell behind three times and equalized three times. He scored a free kick at the last moment to win! It is estimated that the fans with heart disease have been sent to the hospital, but they have to bear this consequence at close range here, which is really hard to bear.

On the other side, Mourinho just waved speechlessly.

Inter Milan is not bad at all, and it is undoubtedly better after sending off one person, but Real Madrid's resilience is too strong. Mourinho knows very well where his players lost. Since Real Madrid scored the third goal, the offensive players have given up. Even Sneider, who is the most fighting spirit, fell to his knees after Higuain's goal - Compared with this Real Madrid, Inter Milan lost by willpower.

The best player, the best team. Such a team cannot be bought with money, and it must be accumulated slowly by strength. Zhao Yaning's sense of struggle has made this team stronger. This spirit of not giving up has made Real Madrid persist to the end. This is what Real Madrid once lacked the most. They lack the resilience of a giant team and do not have the ability to stick to each other. But now, Real Madrid has regained this spirit, and Zhao Yaning is this spirit.

Looking at the players, Mourinho felt deeply moved.

Perhaps in the eyes of experts, Zhao Yaning's best skills are his skills, but in Mourinho's eyes, the decisive heart standing in the midfield like a rock is the real best embodiment of the game. He never gave up from beginning to end. It is precisely because of his firm belief that Real Madrid always maintains such strong fighting spirit in adversity. Those young people were definitely anxious when they were behind in the scores, and their playing style was once out of order. But Zhao Yaning, the strongest guy, comforted their emotions well, let them know how to face strong enemies, and let the world see what the leader's demeanor is.

The world's number one, deserves it.

Mourinho found that he could not find any reason to say that Zhao Yaning is not the world's number one. Even if he is as stubborn as he is, he has to admit that Zhao Yaning killed all the suspense in this game. If it weren't for him, no one could stop Inter Milan's cheers. If it weren't for Zhao Yaning, this game would be Inter Milan's feast.

In any case, this year is not a Real Madrid festival, but a Real Madrid festival.

Real Madrid people are caring. On their own land, they defended the Champions League title. This makes them the most outstanding team in the world.

Guti rushed down from the bench, dancing with Marcelo who rushed out of the locker room, Yaya Toure was shouting wildly, Ramos was lying on the ground, gasping for breath, while Ribery stood next to the fan area and hugged the fans constantly.

Zhao Yaning was also celebrating. He walked aimlessly on the court, hoping to calm himself down. But this seemed too difficult. This was not a game where he played a huge role, but it was his first time to come into contact with European football. He didn't know what to do. He saw Higuain standing there, not getting involved in the carnival, and Casillas ran to pick up the game ball. Everyone knew that that thing would definitely belong to Zhao Yaning and placed it in the most conspicuous position in Zhao Yaning's trophy showroom. Di Maria took off his jersey and tried to exchange with Cambiaso. After all, Cambiaso was his senior of the national team...

And when Raul was next to the audience and carried his daughter to the field, everyone laughed.

We finally won.

We defeated Inter Milan, we defeated the best team in the world, and we are the number one in the world.

"Thank you, Mr. Perez, your team is excellent. They have presented a flawless show to the fans. You are the winners and should celebrate."

In the box, Morati's voice was still very calm. Although his tone was a little low, his face was surprisingly not at all unpleasant, as if the loss was not the Champions League final, but an irrelevant friendly match. Florentino looked at him and felt a little surprised: the Morati he knew was not a person who had opened this way. Seeing him accepting this matter so easily made Ferreira feel very strange.

"Mr. Morati, your team plays very well, but they are not lucky enough. I believe they will achieve better results next year." Florentino turned his head, suppressing his joy, and making his sympathy look as real as possible.

"I hope so too. But this year, God prefers you more." Morati sighed slightly, "You are so lucky."

"Yes, I thought I was going to lose several times." Florentino didn't lie. From being scored for the first time, to being sent off by Marcelo, to Zhao Yaning's crossbar in the 85th minute and the goal at the start of the overtime goal, he felt desperate several times and was pulled back to heaven several times.

"It seems that we are not good enough yet." Morati smiled, "But this also gives me the direction of my efforts."

Florentino looked at Moratti in surprise. He didn't know what Moratti meant.

"Mr. Perez, you know that the economy is not very good now, and my assets are not that much." Morati said, with a rare sadness in his tone. "I once had the idea of ​​selling the team and getting rid of this burden. Even I had thought about it, won the Champions League, reappeared in the era of the great international world, caught up with my father, and I sold it... But now, I have changed my mind."

"When I saw this team lose, the strong feeling made me feel pain, which made me realize that I love this team, I am connected with it, I can sell it, but I cannot help but love him. It is not my burden, it is my life. I once thought that I bought Inter Milan to catch up with my father's footsteps, but now, I see my father's will. He bought this team not because he wanted to succeed, but because he loved this team, and my love for the team is not as deep as him. So, I changed my mind, just now, this team is the most important thing for me, and I will never give up on him in my life. Inter Milan will always be with me, and I will not give up on him until I die."
Chapter completed!