Chapter 455: Brother, Hug It
Li Mu looked at the beam in a daze, and forgot what to do next for a while. Until Vucinich patted him lightly and said, "Let's go." β
Li Muxi came back to his senses at this time, lowered his head, turned around and walked back.
"Juventus shouldn't have a chance. The game time has passed and it is likely that the game will be over when Neuer takes the goal-kick. β
Manuel Neuer placed the ball in the six-yard box, Bayern in the stands began to celebrate, and the Juventus fans were silent.
Neuer kicked the ball into the front court, and before the ball hit the ground, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.
"Toot, toot, tootβ"
At this moment, the Bayern fans in the stadium let out a huge cheer, the players also smiled and hugged each other, and the head coach Heynckes ran into the stadium with a wild shout, hugging everyone he saw - he was hugging all Bayern players.
Now that the game is over, Bayern Munich defeated Juventus 2:1 and won the Champions League in the 2012/2013 season! Zhang Shujie also tied with Cristiano Ronaldo for the top scorer in the Champions League with 12 goals, and the two wore the Champions League Golden Boot together. Let's congratulate Bayern Munich and congratulate Zhang Shujie. β
Zhang Shujie was very happy.
It was his first time playing in the Champions League, his first time standing in a Champions League final, and the first time he scored in such an important game. Of course, it will be his first Champions League title, but he believes it will not be the last.
Heynckes walked up to Zhang Shujie, the two hugged deeply, and Heynckes also said, "Zhang, you are really good." In my eyes, you are the only star who can compete with Messi Ronaldo today. β
Zhang Shujie smiled: "You have won the award, sir, I am far from the two of them." They have all won the Ballon d'Or and have been in the top three several times, but I haven't even been in the Ballon d'Or squad. β
"This year, it will definitely be!" said Heynckes, who was very confident.
Bayern fans sang the Bayern anthem "Always First" in the stands, and their voices were loud and neat, echoing around the stadium.
Chen Hui and Shen Hao stood in the press box, they looked at Zhang Shujie and applauded him gently. The two did not communicate at this time, just gave this applause to the young Bayern striker.
There have been reporters entering the field to interview the players, and Zhang Shujie is naturally the primary target.
A reporter asked him: "The first time you participated in the Champions League, you won the top scorer and won the Champions League, and you also scored a killer goal." This is something that a lot of players can't do in their lifetime! Can you share your feelings with the audience in front of the TV now?"
Zhang Shujie smiled at the camera and said, "To be honest, it's hard for me to express what kind of mood I'm in now. It's too simple to say 'happy' and 'excited', but I want to say that I'm so happy that I'm about to fly into the clouds! It was a great night and I was lucky to be in such a great team as Bayern and of course Juventus as great. β
"Last year you were a Juventus player and helped them win the league title, but this year you killed them on the pitch of the Champions League final. Do you think it's hurting the Juventus fans?"
Zhang Shujie was silent for a few seconds before he said: "I regret the loss of Juventus, they advanced to the Champions League and reached the final again after many years, which in itself deserves recognition. I'm proud that I played in a team like Juventus, but now I'm Bayern, Juventus is my opponent, I can't be soft on my feet just because I have friends here, and if I really hurt them and the fans, then I'm sorry. However, this is professional football, beautiful, brutal. β
Wang Shihan leaned on the bed, she quietly watched Zhang Shujie being interviewed, and quietly listened to every word Zhang Shujie said. He's right, this is professional football, no matter how good a friend is, once on the pitch, there is no friendship to speak of.
After the interview, Zhang Shujie found the Juventus players, almost everyone on the field was very familiar with him, he shook hands with everyone one by one, and chatted with Buffon a few words.
"Ji'an Luigi (Buffon), it's a pity!" Zhang Shujie said apologetically.
Buffon looked at him and barely managed to squeeze out a smile: "Out of the way, you played well and deserved this victory." β
Zhang Shujie smiled, hugged Buffon, and walked somewhere else.
In the stands, many Juventus fans sat in their seats silently, and many even left tears of sadness. Ye Xiaotong looked at Li Mu, the Juventus No. 10 who stood in the middle circle.
He crossed his hands on his hips, his head bowed, and remained motionless like a statue. Pirlo came up to comfort him and patted him on the shoulder, but he remained unmoved. In the face of the opponent's comfort, he only shook hands mechanically. Even if Conte stepped forward to hug him in his arms, he didn't have any expression, only the unstoppable tears, down his cheeks, slowly flowing.
The camera gave Li Mu a close-up, and his tears were clearly reflected on the big screen, and they also clearly fell on the eyes of every audience.
Conte also had tears in his eyes, and finally stroked Li Mu's head, then turned around and walked away, only Li Mu remained in place.
Zhang Shujie walked to his side under the watchful eye of the public.
"Papaya. β
Li Mu raised his head, seeing that it was a childhood friend, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh anyway.
"Papaya, don't be sad. Zhang Shujie said, took off his jersey, and handed it over.
Li Mu didn't speak, he just took off his robe and handed it to Zhang Shujie. The two quickly exchanged jerseys.
"Hmm......" Zhang Shujie wanted to find something to say, but he didn't know what to say.
"I'm fine. Li Mu finally said the first words after the game.
"It's okay. The Champions League is every year, and it's coming back next year. β
Li Mu put his clothes on his shoulders and said, "Your ball skills are even better than last year." β
Zhang Shujie said: "You are the same, you have brought Juventus to the final. β
Li Mu lowered his head again at this time. In fact, losing in the final is often the saddest game, because it is only one step away from the championship.
Zhang Shujie spread his hands lightly and said, "Brother, hug it." β
Li Mu took half a step forward, opened his arms, and hugged Zhang Shujie.
Two **** men with upper bodies, at this moment, attracted all the spotlights.
A few seconds later, the two separated, Zhang Shujie patted Li Mu on the back, didn't say anything, just walked forward. When he walked less than three steps, he suddenly heard Li Mu say: "One day, I will defeat you with my own hands!"
After hearing this, Zhang Shujie stopped, half-turned around, and said, "Then I'll wait for this day!"