Individual awards have been awarded.

The German players are already standing on both sides, ready to welcome the runners-up to receive their prizes!

It is a common practice for the runners-up to receive the award first, and the members of the champion team to line up to welcome and greet them, which is considered a football culture and etiquette.

But after a group fight, you still expect the Germans to really welcome the Dutch?

Almost all of the German players had undisguised schadenfreude and sarcasm on their faces, which made the Dutch hate having to attend the medal 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 rush into the World Cup.

However, if you lose in the final, it is really better to be eliminated early, at least the disappointment is not so big, and the blow will not be so heavy.

At this time, two heavyweight guests appeared!

German Chancellor Angela Merkel and the Dutch Prime Minister walked out of the tunnel hand in hand, and they will present the players as guests of honor and FIFA bigwigs.

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

It's comical, like an elderly couple having a senior wedding

Merkel's face was full of spring breeze, while the Dutch prime minister had a somewhat lost expression, and the two looked in stark contrast.

What is the name of the Dutch Prime Minister?

Well, that's not important!

One by one, the Dutch players walked up to the podium with their heads drooped, a silver medal around their necks, and then continued to walk down with their heads bowed, so depressed that it felt like the walking dead.

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

The scene erupted in deafening cheers again, and all the German fans were venting their passions hoarsely, everyone's voices had become hoarse, but no one cared.

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

"Congratulations, my heroes!" Merkel held Ye Feng's hand and didn't let go, that excited look didn't look like a country's leader at all, and he was an ordinary fan after the end.

Ye Feng hugged Merkel and said with a smile, "Madam, do you need an autograph?" ”

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

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

After receiving their medals, the German players walked to the round podium and took their positions, excitedly waiting for the most exciting moment.

Blatter came to the podium with the Hercules Cup in his hand like a hostess, and solemnly handed the trophy to the German captain Ballack in the eyes of the world.

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

As all the players shouted the countdown together, Ballack lifted the trophy, and all the players jumped and jumped with excitement and cheered, and the whole world was already crazy at this moment.

World Champion!

We are world champions!

Ye Feng was already roaring hoarsely, singing and dancing, venting frantically.

Amidst the gushing fireworks and streamers, the Soccer City Stadium has been transformed into a sea of revelry.

Every teammate scrambles for the Hercules Cup, hugging, kissing, lifting it above their heads, and no one has the means to remain calm in the face of football's supreme glory.

"Mine, it's all mine!"

Muller grinned wildly as he held the trophy and grinned from South Africa to Munich, saying nothing and not letting go.

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

Ye Feng roared, pressed Muller, who was holding the Hercules Cup, under him, and forcibly snatched the trophy with a few teammates, of course, he did not forget to take the opportunity to ravage Muller.

Then, Ye Feng laughed evilly, hugged the trophy and began to rush.

He's going to eat alone!

Looking at Ye Feng who was running wildly with the trophy, his teammates almost had their noses crooked, they had never seen such a shameless guy!

Needless to say, several people began to chase Ye Feng with a shout, whether the trophy can be snatched is another matter, first beat Ye Feng to relieve his anger.

Then, the fans saw a funny scene, Ye Feng himself held the trophy to celebrate, and the German players chased Ye Feng wildly, but they couldn't catch up, because Ye Feng ran too fast!

In the entire German team, the speed is stronger than Ye Feng, that is, Reus and Trokhovsky, and the others can only follow Ye Feng's ass and eat ashes.

This picture is extremely funny.

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

But in the end, Ye Feng still gave up, in the face of his teammates' net-like hunting, no matter how cunning Ye Feng was, there was no space, and he couldn't run away.

So he simply put the Hercules cup on the ground, turned around and slipped away, and said goodbye first.

At the Soccer City Stadium, the German team celebrated for so long that it almost turned into an all-night party.

Back at the hotel, they were still having a good time at the impromptu party, and at this time, there was nothing more important than celebrating the championship.

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

Early the next morning, the German team flew back to Germany en masse, and Berlin had prepared all the celebrations and waited for the heroes to triumph.

"Lend me your trophy for fun!" On the plane, Ye Feng snatched the World Cup Golden Ball trophy in Ballack's hand without saying a word.

"Be careful, you'll be spoiled by me!" Barak was a little worried, Ye Feng was so frizzy, he really had to be careful.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the World Cup Golden Ball trophy slip from Ye Feng's hand and fall onto the plane.

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If it weren't for the sturdy plane, it is estimated that the trophy would have smashed the plane into a hole and then dropped directly from the plane.

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

The trophy was really knocked and deflated!

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

However, Barak saw the deflated trophy at a glance and couldn't help but be angry.

"Well, why don't I give you the trophy for the best newcomer in the World Cup?" Ye Feng said stupidly, "Anyway, except for the color, there is no difference." ”

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

Ye Feng sighed, "Okay, don't slap your face, okay?" ”

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

The teammates laughed and watched Ballack clean up Ye Feng, which was about to become the daily routine of the German team.

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

The World Cup title is in hand, and Heynckes' mission is complete, but now, Heynckes has a great goal, which is to lead this German team and create a dynasty that truly belongs to the German tank!

He believes that this goal will be achieved!

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