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Chapter 105 - Sheffield People's Carnival!! Champion!!

Outside the stadium, the fans huddled at the door cracks still couldn't see what was happening inside. After hearing a burst of wild cheers, they quickly turned to look at the fans on the fence.

"What's happening?!"

They asked anxiously, but before they could finish their words, those on the fence had already given them the answer.

They all flipped and jumped down from the fence, raising their hands high: "Maël, free kick goal!! We won!! The championship is ours!!"

"Oh!!"

A new round of revelry began here, with dozens of fans gathering together, jumping and cheering.

On the fan plaza not far away, someone noticed the commotion inside and saw their expressions. Surprised and uncertain, several people rushed over and asked loudly, "Who scored?!"

The answer from these people was simple. Without even turning their heads, they said in unison, "Sheffield United!!"

Those few people immediately began to convulse on the spot, striking all sorts of bizarre celebratory poses. They also didn't forget to share the news with those on the fan plaza who were still watching the delayed broadcast.

"It's in! It's in!! We scored!!"

"Maël scored the free kick, don't watch anymore!"

"Really scored?"

"Oh! We won the championship!!"

"Let's see again!"

On the fan plaza, cheers had already begun on a small scale, but most people were still afraid to confirm and stared at the big screen, waiting.

They saw Maël's run-up, saw the football go over the wall, and finally saw the football hit the back of the net, and saw Gareth Speed rushing all the way to the fan zone.

"Yeah!!" An even louder shout rang out from here. They obviously had more people, and countless people threw the ribbons they had prepared high into the sky, and some directly threw beer.

"Ahoh!"

"Aaagh!"

Several different levels of cheers came from all directions again. That was the sound erupting from the nearby fan plazas occupied by Sheffield United fans.

Their voices soared into the sky, converging together, making the several kilometers around the stadium restless.

Sheffield United, won the championship!!

The last time they won the championship was in the last century, more than fifty years ago! At the same time, Carrow Road Stadium.

Neil held his granddaughter, not daring to watch the broadcast of the game anymore. He closed his eyes and counted the time. Maël should be taking the penalty soon, and he would soon be able to hear whether cheers or curses were ringing out inside the stadium.

"Oh!" A burst of cheers came. Neil suddenly opened his eyes and saw many people on each stand jumping up, raising their arms and shouting at the people around them.

He was still afraid to confirm, until four or five seconds later, the entire venue erupted in cheers: "Wow!!"

"It's in!"

The assistant coach ran over, flipped the screen, and sobbed, "Maël scored! We surpassed Queens Park Rangers and were directly promoted!"

Neil's face quickly flushed with excitement. His eyes were red, and his arms trembled as he held his granddaughter: "Great, great!"

He started walking quickly, preparing to hand his granddaughter over to his son, constantly exclaiming along the way, "Promoted! They didn't play a fixed match!! Maël is amazing, 40 goals!"

He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe, and could only open his mouth to take a deep breath, "No... no pressure anymore, we did it!"

Turning his head, he saw the players casually throwing their phones on the ground, each as happy as if they had won the championship, rushing to the fan zones in all directions, directly entering the fan camp to celebrate.

Some people took off their clothes, some took the beer from the fans' hands and gulped it down, and some, regardless of gender, hugged people and kissed them.

Neil's footsteps suddenly stopped. He had promised his granddaughter to experience this celebration.

"Leina Ni."

He looked at the cute face with a porcelain doll face in his arms, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with one hand, and said, "Grandpa will take you to experience the feeling of flying. Grandpa has done what he promised you!"

"Okay!" Leina Ni grinned happily, watching everyone celebrating, and waved her right hand.

"Haha...!" A smile finally appeared on Neil's face. He hugged his granddaughter and ran quickly, going against the wind all the way, as if breaking through all shackles and ushering in a new life.

"Ah!" Leina Ni screamed strangely all the way, then giggled.

Neil kept speeding up, running straight for a while, then weaving around, and finally running backwards for a while, stopping only after knocking someone over.

"Sorry," he apologized, not even looking to see who it was, before running off again with his granddaughter.

At that moment, the chain reaction of the players rushing towards the fan zone occurred, and as they left the fan zone, all the fans followed them onto the field.

The scene that had unfolded at Bramall Lane Stadium a few days prior was replaying here.

"Premier League, here we come!"

"Back to the top league!"

"Neil, you're the man!"

The fans' opinion of Neil had completely turned around, and many of them headed straight for him after entering the field.

Neil stood in the center circle, watching countless people come towards him, experiencing the shift in status from 'get sacked' to 'capable general'.

He and his granddaughter grinned foolishly, not knowing what to say, only muttering to himself, "Thank God, thank Maël, thank Sheffield United!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

He was then tossed into the air by the fans, someone helping him hold onto his granddaughter.

Under normal circumstances, he would never hand his granddaughter over to someone else, but today, on this day when he was hailed as a hero, his granddaughter had nothing to fear!

"Wow!"

Sheffield City, the cheers that echoed through the sky swept through Bramall Lane Stadium and the nearby bar street, growing even louder as more people joined in, spreading even further.

"WowWow!!"

As it spread further, new voices joined in, and this sound eventually spread throughout a ten-mile radius centered on Bramall Lane Stadium!

Countless people opened their windows at this moment, roaring wildly at the street, and countless people rushed out of pubs and homes, coming to the streets to sing and dance with other fans in jubilation.

"Champions!"

"We have another championship!"

"I love Maël to death!"

"We must thank Arsenal, thank Mr. Wenger for putting him on our team!"

"I will watch Arsenal's games from now on, especially those with Maël!"

Shouts rang out from all corners of the city, and Maël's name became the top star of the city in that instant, repeated tens of thousands of times.

From the difficult relegation situation at the beginning of the season to surpassing expectations and winning the championship at the end of the season!

The hearts of Sheffield United fans had been on a rollercoaster ride all the way.

"Whoosh! Bang.!"

It was now close to nine o'clock in the evening, the best time to set off fireworks, and a few sporadic fireworks rose into the sky, kicking off the fireworks extravaganza.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Bang bang bang.!"

In an instant, the entire sky was lit up by fireworks, and the brilliant and dazzling fireworks scattered in all directions, making the whole city beautiful, as if they were once again at the New Year's Eve party.

They were the ones who had the last laugh!

This day, this season, belonged to them! Sheffield University, as a British Ivy League school and one of the world's top 100 universities, is home to students from all over the world.

They are full of vigor and vitality, full of hope for the future, and in this state of mind, they are more willing to appreciate beautiful things.

When the fireworks rose into the sky and the whole city was enveloped in joy, the men and women walking on the school playground stopped and stood, all showing surprised and satisfied smiles.

"It's fireworks!"

"Should we make a wish?"

"What day is it today?"

"So beautiful!"

They took out their phones, filming the scene in the sky, recording this moment as eternal, and some even flipped the camera to take pictures with the fireworks.

People from the school's football and sports teams rushed to the playground to celebrate, explaining to everyone why the fireworks were lit and why the whole city had gone crazy.

"Today is the day Sheffield United wins the championship, the day we return to the top league!"

"Maël! He's two or three years younger than us, but he's a rare genius in football. He led us to the Premier League!"

"40 goals and 27 assists! He created 67 goals on his own! He really doesn't seem like he belongs to this galaxy. I'm afraid he'll fly away on this firework after the fireworks are over."

"Hahaha."

The news of Sheffield United's victory instantly spread throughout the school. The students' circles are relatively small, and they basically know everything right away.

On this day, Maël's name became known to students from all over the world.

Some people sincerely thanked this heroic figure, even if they didn't watch football, they also saw a grand fireworks show.

Loftus Road Stadium, VIP area.

"Beautiful!!"

Clermont was the loudest, he shouted first: "Won! Going to win!! Good job, nephew!"

He turned to look at his wife, ignoring the gazes of his three children, and kissed her hard.

Betty's face turned red instantly, but at this moment, she didn't bother to complain about her husband, only caring about raising her hands and shouting: "Maël, we are proud of you!!"

"Brother scored!"

Ava fluttered in Isabella's arms, and Isabella used all her strength to prevent her from falling. "Brother will empty the boss's wallet and then take me to eat pizza!"

Listening to her cueing her own father, Isabella was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

After stabilizing her emotions, she raised her head and took a deep breath, shouting towards the field: "I knew you could do it! I'm going to release a special commemorative clothing after this game!"

On the other side, Mr. Wenger and Mendes stood up together, both with a sense of pride and arrogance on their faces, as if they were watching their own children.

"Clap clap clap" They clapped their hands, not celebrating too presumptuously, but from their super long clapping time, they could still feel their mood at the moment.

"Good."

Mendes looked at Maël's back, and remembering that he was only 17 years old, he couldn't help but feel hopeful about his future career. "Mr. Wenger, at 17 years old, he helped the team achieve Promotion to the Super League with an absolute core position.

"He created 67 goals in a single season and won the Golden Boot and Assists Leader.

"Isn't such a player worth a higher salary and better treatment?"

"Yes." Mr. Wenger knew that he was going to bring up the matter of raising his salary again. In the past, he might have felt annoyed.

But at this time, he had a feeling of 'it should be so' in his heart, and he took the initiative to say: "A player's salary has been raised three times in a single season, I don't think it has ever happened in the world of football.

"However, we can set a precedent for him. Special people will naturally experience special things."

He looked at Maël, the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. Thinking that he would return to Arsenal with him next season, he suddenly had the idea that Fabregas could leave if he wanted to.

"That's the best."

Mendes smiled and looked around, seeing everyone celebrating, and Safina and Harry on the other side also high-fived, their faces full of excitement.

It seems like someone is missing?

"Yeah!" A cheer suddenly sounded, and Hans next to him suddenly stood up and raised his hand, shouting several times in a row: "Yes!!"

Mendes' body shook, startled, and Mr. Wenger next to him also turned his head in surprise.

No, buddy? Is there a delay? Everyone has finished celebrating, and seeing that you didn't react, you came up with a second celebration? "The reaction arc is a bit long." Mendes used a burst of laughter to ease his trembling embarrassment, he shook his head, in this warm atmosphere, the acceptance of anything will indeed become higher.

He kept clapping his hands, preparing to stop when the celebration and cheers in the stadium stopped.

"Beep! Beep! Beep——!"

Finally, in the midst of the noise, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

One to zero!

Sheffield United, defeated Queens Park Rangers, and won this final top-of-the-table showdown!

The emotions at the scene were raised to another level, falling into another wave of carnival. They seemed tireless, not afraid that their throats would be hoarse when they woke up the next morning, and never stopped celebrating.

"Good ball!"

"Well done!"

"Without you, we wouldn't have had this season. Thank you all!"

The players hugged each other, expressing their feelings and reflecting on the gains and losses of the season.

The Queens Park Rangers players, who had been arrogant throughout the entire season, lowered their heads at this moment. Many of them lay on the ground, weeping with regret.

They didn't reach the paradise they desired, nor could they stay where they were. What awaited them was the hellish Promotion Play-off Zone! Warnock stood petrified, not moving for a long time, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

Leaving the championship at home? It seemed he had done it, but it wasn't them who lifted the trophy, but the Sheffield People.

"Attention! Attention!"

Hundreds of police officers in black uniforms, holding riot shields, rushed out of the player tunnel to prevent the Queens Park fans from rushing onto the field out of anger and harming the Sheffield United players.

Some began urging the Queen's Park fans to leave the stadium. Leaving them here to witness Sheffield United lift the trophy would greatly increase the probability of a riot.

Once their fans had gradually left, the award ceremony was about to begin.

ps: I wrote all night, a total of 24k including last night. I was afraid that posting it chapter by chapter would make it seem disjointed and not feel good.

Sorry for the wait, don't wait in the future, go to bed early and get up early for a healthy body.

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