What I Say Goes-Not Even Jesus Can Change It

"Let's watch this... Mane's cross..."

"Oh no... that pass... Chen Anno!!!"

"Bicycle kick!!!"

"It's in!!! It's in!!!!"

"Bicycle kick!!! Chen Anno!!!"

"On the UEFA Champions League final stage, he has produced an unbelievable bicycle kick!!!"

"3-3! A last-gasp equalizer!!!"

"With the match about to end, Chen Anno descended like a god and forcibly dragged Liverpool back from the edge of the cliff!!"

The entire Cardiff Millennium Stadium exploded the instant the ball hit the net.

More than eighty thousand fans rose to their feet at once.

The Real Madrid fans stood with their hands clutching their heads, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The Liverpool fans stood because they needed to celebrate, cheer, shout, and roar.

They had to unleash all the tension and frustration that had been bottled up inside them over the previous ten-odd minutes.

Red surged through the stands of Cardiff Millennium Stadium like molten lava.

"What kind of imagination was that! What kind of body control was that!"

In the studio across the ocean, He Wei and Xu Yang were already incoherent with excitement.

"This isn't football. This is art!"

Klopp sprang up at the touchline, fists clenched and flailing wildly, his face flushed red.

He ran back and forth along the sideline several times.

At that moment, he was like a true rock singer, hurling every ounce of his passion onto the pitch.

Smack...

Chen Anno crashed heavily onto the turf from the air, landing on his back and leaving himself somewhat dazed.

But he immediately rolled over and got to his feet, facing the stand where the jeers and singing had been the loudest.

He raised both hands to his ears. Come on! Jeer louder!

Mane was the first to rush over, shoving him onto the grass and throwing his whole body on