Green Life

Volume 4 Chapter 80

"I like South Africa very much. It has cool weather, vast prairie, and of course, the most important thing is that I have wonderful memories here this summer," Mark Qin said in a short interview on the sidelines.

"There are many superstars in history who have accomplished more incredible performances than me here. I think there are still many things to pursue for me, instead of lying on the credit book and sleeping on it at the age of 19..."

"Let's make trouble, let's make trouble." Two members of England's coaching staff finally squeezed into the crowd, protected Mark Qin and said to the surrounding reporters: "Please go to the press conference later. Mark has to go back to the locker room first. There is a personal award waiting for him to receive, sorry for letting..."

Ma Keqin smiled and nodded to the reporters who were still asking countless questions, and was escorted through the crowd and returned to the locker room.

And here, it has already become the world of champagne. The English players who returned here could no longer suppress the excitement in their chests. Many players even held a naked meeting.

"Hey Mark, come join us, lol...", "We're the champions", "Ooooooh...", "England, England...", "I love you, Mark..."

If it hadn't been for Mark Qin's inconvenient right leg, and they were afraid of aggravating his injury, they would have dragged him around in the locker room.

"La la la..., I like this summer...", the naked Ashley Cole danced an unknown dance and sang an out-of-key song on the field, which directly made him unable to look directly.

"Boys," Beckham yelled with a smile, "I think you're almost crazy, hurry up and wash up, Her Majesty will come to the dressing room later, she doesn't want to see this scene..."

At this time in London's Trafalgar Square, hundreds of thousands of people gathered were singing loudly, fireworks were rising, and the big screen in the square was playing the picture of England lifting the Hercules Cup and celebrating on the sidelines in a loop.

In the lower right corner of the screen, there is a small window showing the commentary of Peterson and McCabe, and the whole of England is completely immersed in the rhythm of carnival. Here, the only sports that can have such an influence is football.

"He was born for football!" Peterson continued to explain, "He surpassed England's many famous players in only one World Cup, and now his World Cup goals are only two fewer than Lineker's. Second most goalscorer in the World Cup for England, oh, incredible"

The main reason is that the history of English strikers in the World Cup is too miserable. Opening the historical record, there are very few Englishmen who can leave their names on the World Cup goal list. Only Lineker and Hurst with 5 balls.

"Mark will receive the Golden Boot in a while\

,"McCarthy said with a smile, "This is also the second English player to win the World Cup Golden Boot after Gary Lineker, and sooner or later, he will break the total goals record held by the Brazilian Ronaldo."

"Mark's title of record smasher has not only smashed the Premier League, the Champions League, and now the World Cup. I really can't imagine how many insurmountable records he will leave for world football after 10 years."

"A great era..."

At this time, Messi and Ronaldo were sitting in front of the TV in a depressed mood, and Kaka had already sunk rapidly. The three of them were hailed as the three superstars most likely to rule football after 2010, and they were often cited by the media. Putting them together and comparing them horizontally, Melo's goal battle in La Liga last season was in full swing.

And now, Ma Keqin has dominated their dream World Cup with such a posture, which can't help but make them feel a kind of suffocating pressure.

Luo was silent for a while and took out his phone, "Hey, Jorge, do you know how far the team operates Mark?"

"..." He was silent for a while after hearing the question from the other end of the phone.

"No, I don't have any personal issues with Marc," he said, "but I don't want to play in the same team as him, can you imagine Messi and I in the same team?"

"..." This time the silence was replaced by the other end of the phone. Ronaldo and Mourinho successively entered the Bernabeu, which made Mendes' power in Real Madrid unprecedentedly high, but the transfer of Mark Qin was not something he could control. of.

"If Mark must come... I'd rather go back to Manchester United," he gritted his teeth and said angrily. He couldn't bear to play in the shadow of Mark Qin, especially in the same team.

Ma Keqin must come to the Bernabeu with the attitude of the absolute core of the team. What is he at that time? To assist his little brother? Sorry, the president doesn't do this job.

Mendes really has a headache this time. No matter how powerful he is, Real Madrid is not owned by them. Luo is losing his temper now. As the most charismatic superstar under him, it is impossible for him not to consider his ideas.

Ma Keqin, alas, Mendes pinched his forehead. He has regretted countless times why he didn't sign him himself. He lost a superstar at the king level, and his intestines are green from regret.

He knows Luo's character, he is competitive, and he will never give up easily. It should be that Mark Qin put too much pressure on him. What he is most worried about is that if he is on the same team, no matter how hard he works, the credit will be lost. It was charged to Mark Qin's account.

Who made him a new generation of football super giant who has completed a Maradona-style performance? Luo, who had no harvest last year, had to avoid the edge for the time being.

Things are getting worse... Mendes thought as he looked at Mark Qin who came out of the tunnel again to get the golden boots.

"He scored an astonishing eight goals, every game was phenomenal and we are excited for South Africa to enjoy such a great performance from him this summer..."

The big screen began to loop all Mark Qin's goals this year, personal free kicks, lobs, heels, and some of them could even become classic goals in the history of the World Cup.

"Welcome our top scorer in the World Cup in South Africa, Mark..." As soon as Blatter finished speaking, the stadium was thunderous. In fact, it is not much different from training clothes.

He didn't give an acceptance speech, because the awarding process is very short, and the closing ceremony will be in a while, and it's almost early morning, so the organizing committee won't waste time on it.

Holding the golden boot representing the top scorer, he smiled and took pictures with the media on the sidelines. He had all the Premier League golden boots, Champions League golden boots, and World Cup golden boots.

"Phenomenon, unparalleled phenomenal level," Peterson said, "He cast a cloud over the midfielders and forwards of the same era that may not be dispelled for more than ten years."

"It's an honor, but it's also a sorrow," Mai Ka nodded in approval.

Absolutely radiant, the shouts of "Saint Mark" can be heard inside and outside the stadium, even in the major city squares in England, just for that ordinary-looking black-haired boy.

"He not only scored 8 goals, but also contributed 7 assists, and he was a lore in the final. He is the well-deserved king of this World Cup..." When Mark stepped down, Blatter immediately started to enter In the next process, the opening words excited the whole of England.

"The Golden Globe Award, the World Cup Golden Globe Award, the winner is still Mark. It's a bit surprising. This award has become a consolation prize in recent years. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it," Mika said unexpectedly.

"Hoho, I didn't expect FIFA to comply with public opinion. To be honest, it would be a bit unreasonable not to give this trophy to Mark this year. No one is more qualified to be called the best player than him," Peterson said jokingly.

So Mark Qin, who had just left the field, handed over the golden boot representing the top scorer to the coaching staff, walked forward with a smile again, and took the small golden ball representing the best player from Blatter.

The World Cup Golden Globe trophy looks very similar to the Hercules Cup from a distance, but the scale is much smaller and can be lifted with one hand, so this time he raised the trophy with one arm and cooperated with the photo again.

He was also very surprised to win this award. He thought it might be given to Spain's Villa or someone else to comfort him, but he didn't expect it to be awarded directly to him.

But who thinks there are too many trophies, he is happy to accept them!

But it was not over yet, Blatter began to speak again, "The World Cup is a stage for players from all over the world, and it is even a stage for young people. They are here to make their mark..."

"He is only 19 years old, but he has completed an unbelievable performance. People can't believe his age, but it's all true. The South African World Cup Best Newcomer Award, Mark..."

This time Blatter directly held the glass trophy representing the best rookie. It was a bit interesting to watch Mark Qin, who had just arrived on the sidelines, strike three times!

This time everyone knows that FIFA wants to make Mark Qin a model of football promotion, otherwise it would be impossible to build such a arduous momentum. Mark Qin won the Golden Boot, and the Golden Ball and the best rookie can be given to others logically.

"Boom", the stadium completely exploded, three in a row!

"It's Mark again, my God, he won the three most important individual awards in the World Cup in South Africa, and his name must be included in the best team, as well as the best midfielder and the final VP", Peterson exaggerated Shouted, "He's going to sweep South Africa!, sweep this World Cup..."

Mika shook his head in disbelief, "He has accomplished a feat that all previous players have failed to accomplish. He is the first player in the history of the World Cup to win all three trophies. After today, his reputation will surely reach one new pinnacle”

Ma Keqin himself was a little embarrassed, he stepped forward again, took the glass spherical trophy from Blatter, and said thank you to Blatter.

The reporters on the sidelines were all crazy. This was something they hadn't expected before. They didn't expect that this year, FIFA didn't divide the cake, but gave it all to one person.

"Mark, Mark, bring those two trophies too, put them on the ground, and take a photo together", "Yes..."

Mark Qin was so kind, and the people on the sidelines immediately brought over the Golden Boot and the Golden Globe. The three trophies were placed in a row at Mark Qin's feet, and then Mark Qin squatted down with a smile on his face.

Click, click, click.

Countless flashes exploded, this is a moment worth remembering in history, and I don’t know if anyone will be able to do it in the future World Cup history, but at least he is unprecedented.

"Who can do it, who can do it?" Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun were so excited, "The 19th World Cup is unique in the history!"

"This is the most desperate rule, from assists to goals, from team honors to personal honors, without leaving any leftovers to others," Li Pengpeng exaggeratedly exclaimed, "The World Cup in South Africa can already be renamed, It would be better to call Mark Qin the World Cup..."

"This is the World Cup. In one month, a player's career can be turned upside down." Zhan Jun said with a sigh of relief, "Mr. This kind of dominance is not to say continued, but as long as it does not slip too quickly, he will definitely have a seat in the Hall of Fame in the history of world football."

After the lonely Iker Casillas finally took away the Yashin Award, the personal awards ceremony was completely over, and Mark Qin sat in the VIP stands with the team.

Shakira's singing sounded again, and the legendary President Nelson Mandela also came to the stadium. The summer of South Africa is about to come to an end...

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