I am Crazy About Money in Football

Individual awards are given out.

The German players have already stood on both sides, ready to welcome the runner-up to receive the award!

This is a custom. The runner-up players receive the award first, and the champion team members line up to welcome and pay tribute. It is a kind of football culture and etiquette.

But after a gang fight, you still expect the Germans to sincerely welcome the Dutch?

Almost all German players had undisguised schadenfreude on their faces, full of sarcasm, which made the Dutch hate having to attend the award ceremony.

Although in a sense, being able to become the runner-up of the World Cup is definitely a very good result. After all, so many teams can't even make it to the World Cup.

However, losing in the finals, it would be better to be eliminated earlier, at least the disappointment would not be so great, and the blow would not be so heavy.

At this time, two heavyweight guests appeared!

German Chancellor Angela Merkel and the Dutch Prime Minister walked out of the player channel hand in hand, and they will present awards to the players together with FIFA leaders as guests of honor.

Nothing is the point, the point is that they are actually holding hands!

It feels so comical, like an elderly couple having an elderly wedding...  

Merkel's face was full of joy, while the Dutch Prime Minister's expression was a little lost, and the expressions of the two formed a sharp contrast.

By the way, what is the name of the Prime Minister of the Netherlands?

Well, that's not important!

The Dutch players walked up to the podium one by one with their heads drooping, a silver medal was hung around their necks, and then they continued to walk down with their heads down, extremely dejected, it felt like the walking dead.

After the Dutch players finished receiving their silver medals, it was finally the turn of the German players to play.

Deafening cheers broke out again at the scene, and all the German fans were venting their passion hoarsely. Everyone's voice had become hoarse, but no one cared.

Ye Feng and his teammates stepped forward one after another, shook hands with the bosses, received the medals, and smiled happily.

"My heroes, congratulations!" Merkel held Ye Feng's hand and did not let go. The excited look did not look like a leader of a country at all, but an ordinary fan.

Ye Feng hugged Merkel and said with a smile: "Ma'am, do you need an autograph?"

Merkel couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It would be even better if you could give me the gold medal!"

"Don't even think about it!" Ye Feng pretended to be surprised, and then laughed.

After receiving the medals, the German players walked to the circular podium, took their positions, and waited for the most exciting moment with inexplicable excitement.

Like a hostess, Blatter came to the podium holding the Hercules Cup, and in the eyes of the whole world, he solemnly handed over the trophy to the German team captain Michael Ballack.

Ye Feng's heart is already eager to try, and he is so excited that he can't wait to jump up.

As all the players yelled the countdown together, Ballack raised the trophy, and all the players jumped up and down excitedly, cheering, and the whole world went crazy at this moment.

world champion!

We are world champions!

Ye Feng was already screaming hoarsely,

Singing and dancing, madly venting.

Amid the spewing fireworks and colorful ribbons all over the sky, the Football City Stadium has become a sea of ​​carnival.

Every teammate is scrambling for the Hercules Cup, hugging, kissing, and raising it above their heads. Facing the supreme glory of football, no one can keep calm.

"Mine, it's all mine!"

Muller laughed wildly holding the trophy, grinning from South Africa to Munich, saying nothing.

"Let go of that trophy and let me do it!"

With a roar, Ye Feng pinned down Muller, who was holding on to the Hercules Cup, and took away the trophy with a few teammates. Of course, he didn't forget to take the opportunity to ravage Muller.

Then, Ye Feng smirked, holding the trophy and started to rush.

He is going to eat alone!

Seeing Ye Feng running wildly with the trophy in his hands, the teammates' noses were almost out of breath, they had never seen such a shameless guy!

Needless to say, several people began to chase after Ye Feng. Whether the trophy can be snatched is another matter, let's beat Ye Feng first to relieve his anger.

Then, the fans saw a funny scene. Ye Feng celebrated with the trophy. The German team chased Ye Feng wildly, but they couldn't catch up because Ye Feng ran too fast!

In the entire German team, those who are faster than Ye Feng are Royce and Trohovski, and the others can only follow Ye Feng's ass to eat ashes.

This picture is extremely funny.

Who would have thought that Ye Feng would celebrate with the trophy himself, regardless of others!

But in the end Ye Feng gave up. Facing his teammates' net-like hunting, no matter how cunning Ye Feng was, he couldn't escape without space.

So he simply put the Hercules Cup on the ground, turned around and slipped away, ensuring safety first.

At the Soccer City Stadium, the German team celebrated for a long time, which almost turned into an all-night carnival.

Back at the hotel, they still got excited at the temporary party. At this time, there is nothing more important than celebrating the championship.

And this night is destined to be a sleepless night for many fans.

Early the next morning, the German team flew back to Germany collectively by special plane. Berlin had already prepared all the celebration procedures and was waiting for the heroes to triumph.

"Lend me your trophy!" On the plane, Ye Feng snatched the World Cup Golden Globe trophy from Ballack without saying a word.

"Be careful, I've spoiled it for you!" Barak was a little worried. Ye Feng is so frizzy, he really needs to be more careful.

As soon as the words fell, the World Cup Golden Globe trophy slipped from Ye Feng's hand and fell onto the plane.

Barack: "..."

If it weren't for the strong plane, it is estimated that the trophy can smash the plane into a hole, and then fall directly from the plane.

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly, picked up the trophy, and then became even more embarrassed!

The trophy was really knocked, and a piece was deflated!

"He can't find it, he can't find it!" Ye Feng thought in his heart, and returned the trophy to Barak.

However, Ballack saw the dent on the trophy at a glance, and couldn't help being furious.

"Well, how about I give you the World Cup best rookie trophy to make up for it?" Ye Feng said bitterly: "Anyway, there is no difference except for the color."

Barak didn't speak, but just looked at Ye Feng with the expression of looking at a dead man.

Ye Feng sighed, "Okay, can you stop slapping your face?"

There were bursts of screams from the special plane, like weeping and complaining.

The teammates laughed as they watched Ballack clean up Ye Feng. This has almost become a daily routine for the German team.

Heynckes couldn't help but laugh, such an atmosphere in the team is definitely what he really wants.

The World Cup champion has been won, and Heynckes' task has also been completed, but now, Heynckes has a great goal, which is to lead the German team and create a dynasty that truly belongs to German chariots!

He believes that this goal can be achieved!

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