Sky Sports studio.
Lineker braced both hands on the desk, his eyes gleaming as though he had just watched an alien fleet bombard Earth tonight.
"I've seen many geniuses."
"I've covered many matches."
"But Li... he's different."
"He's not just a player. He's a..."
He paused for a second and glanced at the Arsenal legend beside him.
"Go on, I'm waiting for you to say 'alien,'" Henry urged with a smile.
Lineker cleared his throat, his face solemn.
"I once said Lionel Messi played football like he was playing a video game."
"Now I've changed my mind."
"Lionel Messi plays FIFA. Li Luo plays... FIFA with cheats enabled."
"And the kind he coded himself."
Henry: "..."
"Can you be normal for once?"
"I am perfectly normal!" Lineker spread his hands. "Tell me, who was the last player at Stamford Bridge to make Chelsea's Three-Centre-Back System look like the China National Team's back line?"
"Come on, have you been watching too much footage of Li playing for the national team lately?"
"Sorry."
Lineker calmed down, but quickly grew more animated again, waving his hands around. "Li Luo barely even ran today. He just stood there, and Chelsea's defense split apart on its own! He wasn't playing football, he was playing chess! They were playing checkers, while he was playing three-dimensional chess."
"All right, all right."
Henry finally spoke and reached out to press down Lineker's arm.
"Let's discuss this from a professional perspective."
The Gunners legend swiveled his chair to face the camera, his expression turning serious.
"Before the match, everyone believed this would be an extremely difficult game."
"Chelsea's starting lineup... Courtois, Azpilicueta, David Luiz, Cahill, Kanté, Matic, Hazard, Diego Costa... that was practically a squad capable of winning any trophy."
"Conte's 3-4-3 system has swept through the Premier League