Although Zheng Zhi did not attend the Golden Globe ceremony, he still paid attention to his final ranking.

As a result, it was not the 20th place (ahem, I bought a special code again, last time it was 20, this time I bought 17, and I won it again), but the 17th.

It moved up three places in the rankings, pushing Bergkamp, Didier Deschamps and Bierhoff behind.

Accidental.

The saddest thing should be Bierhoff, the top scorer in Serie A, actually ranked 18th, this may be the most underappreciated top scorer in Serie A, right?

I don't know what Bierhoff's mood was......

No. 17, it is estimated that it will be enough for the domestic media and fans to blow for a while. This is big news, and the spinach company has miscalculated sometimes......

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"Alas~"

"I'm so tired."

The handsome Beckham rubbed his blonde hair and exhaled heavily.

He felt like his whole body had been hollowed out, as if he had fought Victoria for three days and three nights, and he had no strength left.

Of course, this time it's mental tiredness, not physical tiredness.

Even though he had come to Nyon, he was still in a state of exhaustion.

Failing to win the 1999 European Ballon d'Or made him feel disappointed.

Second!

The third is better than the second, and it is always impossible to let go of the second place of the championship.

Seriously, he doesn't even want to go to the World Footballer of the Year award ceremony, as predicted by Zheng Zhi, the results of the England national team are too bad, there is no way to compare with Rivaldo, this second game, still have to lose.

But I can't help but go.

Knowing that he is invincible, he still has to go...... Go and become the most handsome green leaf in the world.

If you can't get it this year, what about next year? And the year after? I'll always get it.

Despite his loss, Beckham never lost faith.

"David,"

"Hurry up,"

"I can't catch up."

Ferguson's voice rang out. The boss is going to be angry. Although there have been many doubts about Beckham's private life this season, Beckham is still his favorite disciple. Isn't this going to accompany him to the Golden Globe Awards?

"Coming, coming,"

In front of Ferguson, he is still a very obedient child and will never grow up.

Soon, they arrived at the hotel, and quickly went through the formalities, hurriedly put their luggage in the room, and walked out.

In order to quickly suppress the Golden Ball, FIFA chose to hold an awards party on the second day of the Golden Ball Award, just to immediately and directly suppress the limelight of the Golden Ball.

As soon as he walked into the hotel lobby, Ferguson's eyes lit up.

"Ah, Zheng!"

Fate, I met Zheng Zhi here. He hurriedly took the initiative to greet Zheng Zhi.

"Sir?"

At this time, the lord had been canonized by the Queen of England and became a veritable lord of the Buddha.

"Why don't you go to the awards party together in a car?"

Ferguson had a small calculation.

This is with Zheng Zhi to take a car to the award site, the media reporters will definitely catch them and shoot wildly, and then they will be ambiguous with Zheng Zhi again, hey, perfect.

Zheng Zhi smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Ferguson's thoughts. But he didn't worry about the media scribbling, and he still had the taxi fare left, so why didn't he agree.

"Okay."

"I can leave one dinner left, then you're welcome."

"David,"

"Let's go."

In this way, the three of them got into the car together and went to the awards party.

Zheng Zhi secretly glanced at Beckham and felt that Ferguson was really a little harsh on him, how about the second place in the Golden Ball Award and the second place in the future World Footballer of the Year, you just let him take a taxi to the awards party?

Poor Beckham.

"It's a pity that I didn't get the first place." He turned his head and smiled at Beckham.

"But I think you are also eligible for the Golden Globe Award, and you always have a preference for voting."

"You know, sometimes if you're too handsome, you'll be jealous. I think a lot of them are jealous that you're so handsome. ”

"Huh?"

"Hahaha, what's the truth?" After listening to Zheng Zhi's words, Beckham finally laughed.

"Ah, just laugh."

"A David Beckham who is not small, will even feel sad for the world."

Zheng Zhi also smiled, very satisfied with the joke he made.

Ferguson, who was sitting in the co-pilot, did not look back, but he heard it clearly, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This Zheng Zhi is interesting.

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An inconspicuous yellow cab slowly drove up to the entrance of the opera house.

The reporters didn't pay attention at all, as they all took pictures around Rivaldo, the Ballon d'Or, and some chased Rui Costa and Batistuta, the god of war.

Zidane is also surrounded by paparazzi, and even the young Shevchenko has attracted a lot of Eastern European journalists.

When Alex Ferguson, Zheng Zhi and David Beckham got out of the taxi, it was all the same.

"Yo,"

"No one recognizes us?"

Ferguson smiled and walked ahead with brisk steps, followed by David Beckham and Zheng Zhi.

This scene is not very harmonious no matter how you look at it.

Finally, halfway up the stairs, someone finally spotted them.

"Omega!"

"David Beckham!"

"Alex Ferguson!"

"Oh my God, who's with him? Isn't that the Chinese Zheng Zhi? How did he fool around with Ferguson again? ”

"Could it be, is he really getting together with Manchester United? Big news, absolutely big news! ”

Many reporters flocked to them, surrounded them, and did not let them go any longer.

"Sir, sir, have you talked about it?"

"Zheng Zhi joins Manchester United?"

"Why do you all take a taxi to the scene?"

"Zheng Zhi, are you going to join Manchester United?"

"David, are you confident that you can beat Rivaldo in World Footballer of the Year?"

"David, how sorry is it that I didn't win the Ballon d'Or?"

scrambling, all kinds of questions, the scene instantly fell into chaos.

Even the new Ballon d'Or winner Rivaldo's shine has been taken away.

There's no way, one is not as handsome as Beckham, the second is not as hot as Zheng Zhi's news, and the third is not as aura as Ferguson!

Alas......

Left out in the cold.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zheng Zhi took the initiative to take the microphone of the BBC in England.

"A chance encounter,"

"I bumped into Lord and David at the hotel, and then I took a taxi with them to save money. I'm a very frugal person. ”

"It's as simple as that."

"When it comes to transfers, it's better to imagine that we open a room in a hotel together. There's a leg of this that still has a bit of credibility. ”

Wow?

How do you speak?

Open a room together? Three big men?

Bah! Beckham was furious in his heart, imagining them to be what?

Zheng Zhi continued:

"Well, if you take 10,000 steps back, there's no way I'm going to join a team that can't play in the Champions League. So, how could I possibly go to Manchester United? ”

"This is the end of this frivolous speculation and questioning, please leave the questions to David and Lord Frew, and I will ...... Went in first. ”

Zheng Zhi dashingly pushed aside the dense crowd and walked in first.

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