This time, the assist came from Cao Baiming, and the football traveled nearly thirty meters to find Henry precisely, even finding Henry's left foot!
The Cao-Henry connection reappeared on the field, and the audience cheered heartily. It had been a long time since they had seen such a beautiful combination.
Henry received the ball very comfortably and naturally wouldn't waste such a good opportunity, easily slotting the ball in!
With only two players left in front of him, Henry moved forward after receiving the ball. A sudden change of direction caught both defenders completely off guard, and they both stumbled to the ground simultaneously!
After that, how could Henry, facing practically an open goal, miss a football?
After all, the opportunities Henry needed were often not that comfortable. He relied on his own ability to turn a seemingly non-existent chance into an excellent one. However, Cao Baiming's pass was simply too perfect, leaving no room for improvement.
After scoring, Henry sprinted wildly towards the sideline, overjoyed. The perfect outcome was achieving the small goal he had set for himself before coming onto the field, and now, it had been perfectly achieved, and much more easily than imagined.
As he ran, Henry pointed his finger at Cao Baiming, who had provided the assist, his heart filled with admiration. The pass was just too good.
At this very moment, Henry recalled that night a few days prior, during Cao Baiming's birthday party, on the football field in that villa complex, where an exhibition match took place.
Cao Baiming could accurately sink a ball into a basketball hoop facing upwards, with an opening of less than one square meter, from a hundred meters away. Such precision meant that if he wanted to, he could probably pass the ball to his own toe.
The match proceeded smoothly for the remainder of the time, and finally ended with the referee's final whistle.
The fans marveled at the perfect ending. Henry had achieved self-redemption after coming on, scoring two stunning consecutive goals that captivated the entire stadium, a brace!
Walking off the field, Cao Baiming listened as the system announced his rewards.
He hadn't realized it until he counted; he had accumulated over nine million points, with only a small distance left to reach the ten-million-point milestone.
However, there was still a considerable gap to the next tier of system skill upgrades, which required fifty million points. But he believed this gap wouldn't take too long to close, at least not as long as he had imagined.
Looking back, on the first day he learned of the system's existence, he probably would have been happy all day for a mere fifty points.
Now, after a single match, he could earn thousands or even tens of thousands of points just for scoring.
The nine million points he had accumulated now were mostly from the World Cup, the most important and highest-level football tournament in the world.
And in second place, without a doubt, was the UEFA Champions League, which would begin soon.
With only three days left to make some final preparations, Arsenal would be stepping onto the Champions League final stage. Facing the reigning champions, Real Madrid, in the round of sixteen was no small matter.
The players left the field happily, heading towards the locker room.
The result of today's game was completely acceptable for Bournemouth, and surprisingly, each of them even felt a sense of satisfaction.
At least they hadn't lost as miserably as Chelsea. Henry hadn't even played in Chelsea's match, yet he came on as a substitute in this game and scored two goals.
From a certain perspective, weren't they stronger than Chelsea? The Bournemouth players weren't just comforting themselves; they genuinely believed it.
Even the coaching staff had abandoned all pretense of shame; survival was no longer important.
The match was over, and Cao Baiming finally had the opportunity to reconnect with the outside world.
There had been some progress regarding the inspection of the mobile phone, but it could also be said that there had been no progress at all.
While Cao Baiming was running on the football field, dozens of young and talented technicians from the technical team were working diligently, meticulously examining the black mobile phone layer by layer.
Even human medical check-ups were not this complex.
The good news was that after several rounds of comprehensive checks, conducted from various angles, their understanding of the phone had increased. The results consistently showed no trace of it being tampered with; absolutely none, not even a tiny bit.
However, in a way, this wasn't good news. After all, who would painstakingly train someone to steal a phone, only to return it without doing anything?
If nothing had been discovered yet, it was more likely that they simply hadn't found anything yet, rather than there being nothing to find in the first place.
The worst-case scenario was that the opposing technical team was more capable, in which case, despite all their efforts, these individuals wouldn't be able to solve the problem.
This wouldn't do. This was unacceptable. How could they lose to that madman in this regard?
Without a word, Cao Baiming quickly took out his phone and made a call.
"Find me the best technicians and bring them here. I want the best, ten of them."
Mike on the other end was a little surprised.
"The people we have are already the best. They are all one-in-a-million talents, and we put in a lot of effort to find them."
"The best I want isn't the best around here, it's the best in the world. I don't care how you do it, but get this done by next week."
With that, Cao Baiming hung up the phone.
He knew that the request was indeed difficult to fulfill, especially with the time constraint. Getting it done by next week was something even he himself wouldn't be absolutely confident about achieving.
However, he said this for no other reason than his complete confidence in Mike's ability to get things done.
Mike had always been a capable assistant, handling any task exceptionally well and discreetly. More importantly, his astonishing efficiency was something very few people in the world could match.
Hearing the notification of the phone call ending, Mike smiled slightly, shook his head, put his phone in his pocket, and quickly started the car.
Arsenal had achieved an unbeaten streak of twenty-one matches, but this was far from enough to satisfy them. After training the next day, Arteta gathered everyone together again.