Dalglish, Liverpool's hero, smiled and stood up and applauded. In 1990, he led Liverpool to the top league championship for the last time before retiring.

He didn't expect it to be Liverpool's last league title. They waited for eighteen years.

Eighteen years of life, a generation has passed, and for the Green Field, it is almost three generations of players.

Carragher and Gerrard are both at the end of their careers. The next generation of Liverpool led by Mark Qin is succeeding and now they have finally resumed their glory.

Stand tall on the top of England.

The rest of the game is meaningless, Liverpool no longer attack with the ball, Manchester City no longer press.

They were all waiting for the moment when the final whistle sounded. The referee was quite interesting. At the moment when the second hand just pointed to 90 minutes, two short and one long, arms stretched out!

Reina drove the ball into the stands with a big foot, and then ran wildly, as if the blocked dam finally opened the gate, hundreds of streams flowed into the river, and thousands flowed into the sea.

All the bench players, coaching staff, and teammates on the VIP bench rushed into the field frantically, leading countless fans behind to form a torrent and rush in.

The referee team and the Manchester City players quickly ran into the tunnel. If they were a little slower, they would never get in again.

"Champion, the game is over, Liverpool is the champion!" Zhan Jun yelled frantically. Now he has completely become a member of the egotistical celebration fans. At this time, no one cares about the others.

"Ah...", the Liverpool players draped their shoulders, hugged them in a circle, and shouted excitedly.

"Champion, champion, we are champion"

Gerrard, Carragher, and Hypia, who ran into the court in casual clothes, burst into tears and burst into tears.

They knelt on the lawn out of control, kissing the grass of Anfield excitedly, thank God!

The celebrating Liverpool players were quickly overwhelmed by the fans and the scene was completely out of control!

"Hey, who, don't take my clothes off, oh oh, don't kiss, don't kiss", Maqin was surrounded by layers of sweat, tears, hugs, and kisses!

"Big brother, hold your arms a little bit more vigorously", he yelled with his neck up, but he was completely submerged in the crowd.

"Leave me one, this really can't do... Ah, Foshan Wuyingjia", with only the last pair of four-legged underwear left on his body, Maqin worked hard and finally broke out of the encirclement. Out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den!

"Ah...", screamed in surprise, "Mark, I like you so much", and then rushed over.

"Beauty, beauty, don't pull my pants", Maqin almost cried, "do it well, save one."

The security of the stadium hurried over to maintain order. This kind of celebration is allowed by default, but it cannot be out of control.

I don't know how long it took, the fans who ran to the stadium were slowly re-invited to the stands to prepare for the championship award ceremony.

Finally, the Liverpool players who didn't have to be tortured one after another finally relaxed. Everyone looked at each other from a distance and all smiled.

"Haha, Mark, did you just come back from the red light district?"

"Fuck, it's like how you came out of the garbage dump"

"Haha, Fernando, do you have a bird's nest on your head?"

In the end everyone got together and found that no one had a complete jersey. Those who ran fast were left with shorts, and those who ran slowly like Maqin only had underpants.

The most tragic thing is that the elastic bands are all pulled off, and he has to hold them with both hands to avoid running naked!

"Congratulations to Liverpool, congratulations to them." McManaman stared at the chaotic stadium with red eyes and smiled with relief. "I want to say lads, you are great, especially Torres, the captain, and our prince. mark"

"You are all heroes of Anfield!" he hissed, "Whoo, it's cool, now we are going to prepare for the award ceremony, boys, go to the dressing room to pack up and welcome this glorious moment, you are champions! !!!"

"Boom", "Boom", everyone who had just entered the locker room to change clothes was instantly drowned in the champagne rain.

"Ah ha ha……"

"Champion, champion, oh oh oh oh oh...", it was a scene of demons dancing.

Mark Qinna was willing to accept defeat, bent over and picked up a bottle of champagne from the side, shook it vigorously for a long time, and directly joined the battle.

The eyes could no longer be opened, the champagne water jets all over the sky, the locker room door snapped open again, and the demons in the room seemed to have received a collective order, and instantly all the bottle mouths were aimed at the door.

"Huh", "Haha..."

Everyone who came in immediately turned their expensive suits into stalls, with their perfect heads as if they had been ploughed, wet and sticking to their scalps.

"Puff", David Moores wiped the froth off his face dubiously, and spit out a sip of champagne.

Niu breaking, who sprayed so accurately?

"Haha, David, Parry," Gerrard stepped forward and shouted, "Are you here to celebrate?"

David smiled bitterly and shook his head and glanced at Parry next to him. He coughed his throat and said, "Congratulations, lads, I am here today to thank you for your excellent work this season on behalf of the board of directors. You are the best"

"Shoo...", "Oh...", whistles and roaring immediately sounded.

He stretched out his hand to squeeze, and continued: "For eighteen years, this year we finally won the championship again. You are all heroes of Liverpool, heroes of this city..."

"I announce: The promised championship bonus will be credited to your account tomorrow, everyone has it"

"Roar...", "David, I love you", "Haha..."

"Also", David paused with a smile, "We will hold a parade to win the championship the day after tomorrow, let the last round of the game go to hell."

"Long live David", "Haha..." There was a flutter in the locker room...

"Eighteen years of waiting, and eighteen years of ups and downs, Liverpool are finally reborn from the ashes today. They have been glorious, they have not fallen, and even suffered various catastrophes, but they will never leave, they will share honor and disgrace, you will never Will walk alone, this is the great Liverpool"

"It is its spirit that has been passing on, inspiring generations of Red Army soldiers to fight, fight, and guard this green field, which symbolizes glory and pride."

"Now there is a singing voice that you will never walk alone. The sky is full of red flags of Liverpool. Today, Anfield is a burning ocean."

Zhan Jun’s emotional voice whispered, telling the red sadness and rising. The podium has been set up in the middle circle on the court, and countless media stand on the sidelines, with long guns and short cannons, waiting for that moment.

"Oh, we see that the trophy of the Premier League championship has been escorted to the field by the staff. The most glorious moment is coming. The Manchester City players have lined up at the exit of the channel. They will meet the league champion Liverpool players soon. Come out"

"Hey, Mark", Kewell stopped Maqin in the passage, "You did a great job this season, I am proud of you"

Mark Qin turned to hug him and patted him on the back, "Harry, I am so happy to see you recover so well"

"I never dreamed that we could win the championship this year," he said emotionally, "This is the best gift for me, thank you."

"You are also one of us, Harry, you have your credit here," Mark Qin comforted him, and Kewell nodded with red eyes.

The red carpet has been paved, and Anfield's stars are shining. It is not a sight of the sky, but a badge of Liverpool's century-old glory!

The Chairman of the Premier League Committee Richards and Liverpool star Dalglish walked side by side from the outside to the podium. Cheers on the court suddenly sounded and they knew the players were about to play.

At this moment, full of pride, Maqin slowly walked out of the tunnel with the team to enjoy the glorious peak.

"The award ceremony has begun, and the Liverpool generals have begun to walk out of the channel," said Zhan Jun. "Man City's players are divided into two teams and applaud. This is the honor they deserve."

Mark Qin walks in the center of the team, his face is full of novelty, excitement and excitement. His first team honor in his career, the Premier League champion, is now a dream come true.

With the footsteps on the red carpet, the bits and pieces of the past season are replayed in his mind like a movie, the first goal, the first start, the lore Manchester United, assists, hat-trick, red cards, old Trafford's battle of the sky, returning to the midfielder's battle against the gun, hating Stamford Bridge, he changed himself step by step, and also changed Liverpool.

"This championship is dedicated to you. It is your continued support and love for many years, so that we have the strength to fight..." Benitez said vigorously to the fans in front of the microphone.

Mark Qin was awakened from the memory. They had already walked to the podium. As Gerrard was the first to walk on the podium, the whole stadium cheered in unison, "Gerald..."

"Carragher..."

"Hypia..."

...

One teammate after another came up and was awarded the symbolic championship medal. They worked hard for a season, isn't it just for it?

"Mark..." The tsunami in the audience ushered in another peak. Liverpool fans liked their prince so much. They played elegantly and beautifully. They turned the tide on many occasions. At the most insane moment, he captured his mortal enemy Old Terra. Fude, enough for them to be proud for a lifetime!

Mark Qin waved his hand and walked slowly onto the podium, all with a red tone. This is the color of the team. When he walked to Glish, he excitedly embraced the Liverpool star.

"Good job, kid, you will become a legend here, I believe!" The old man loves and admires him sincerely. This is a genius who has never been born in a century. Fortunately, he is in Liverpool.

"Thank you~lightnovelpub.net~Mr. Dalglish, you are the legend here, and I have a lot to learn from you," he said modestly.

Dalglish patted him on the shoulder, "Go enjoy your glory, kid"

Next, he shook hands with Richards politely and lowered his head to make him wear the badge of glory. From then on, they could say loudly: 19th time!

"Yes, this is Liverpool's 19th top league championship in a century and the first Premier League championship. They are about to win the trophy they dream of..." said Zhan Jun.

"...", the sky full of red ribbons spurted out in an instant, and Gerrard took the championship trophy from Richards' hands on behalf of the team and raised it high.

"Ah..." they shouted in unison. At this moment, thousands of glory belong to this place. From now on, they will no longer have regrets, will no longer squander, and will no longer feel sad...

"What an exciting moment, great Liverpool, we are back!" The moment McManaman finally burst into tears when Gerrard lifted the trophy, this moment was also the moment that their generation thought, but the end Unformed, now, he has no regrets.

Pass, kiss, flash, at this time, thousands of lights are on, at this time, all are empty!

"Come on, Angel, brother, hold on, come on, good...", the little girl who was almost one year old, was very good in Maqin's arms. He followed Isabella, followed Aming, followed Chen Zixuan, and Peter, all his family members are here.

They were performing the final detour and thanking ceremony. The family members of the many players around them belonged to them at this moment. It was they who silently supported the cause of the Red Army behind them.

Five years ago, he led Aiming and ran in the streets of the imperial capital.

Now, he leads his family and walks in the warm Anfield,

The future is already beckoning...