With these emotions, the football dragged its tail from the highest point like a comet.

"Van der Fate! Van der Fate! Van der Fate-Oh!"

The commentator shouted. He saw the football falling into the penalty area in front of the goal, then bounced high, then bounced out of the crossbar and landed above the ball net...

"It's a pity that didn't score! If this goal is scored, it will definitely be the best goal in the Champions League this season!"

Nottingham Forest failed to break through Chelsea's goal again in the end.

Van der Fate held his head in annoyance, and there were many Forest fans who acted like him.

Tang En on the sidelines didn't care about this. Now the score and time are enough to ensure that he advances to the finals.

With half a minute left in the injury time, Chelsea has no choice but to make a comeback.

He pulled his arms back from Chris Lak and Don's shoulders, raised them high, and clenched into fists amid the tsunami of cheers.

He kept this position until the referee blew the final whistle.
Chapter completed!