cry

The whole world is crying.

The German players are crying, the German fans are crying.

The Chinese players are crying, and the Chinese fans are crying.

The Germans are because of loss, grief.

Chinese are excited and happy.

Loew was comforting his players, each of whom was crying silently. They waited 12 years to win this World Cup.

But 12 years later, they still won the runner-up, what a cruel defeat, there is only one winner in economic sports.

Such a failure is too hard to bear, it is estimated that they will not be able to recover in a year and a half, and even in the years to come, it will still hurt when they think about it.

Unless they can win the championship again, this pain will continue......

But not every team will be so lucky, and the World Cup once every four years is hard to come by.

Zheng Zhi and Sun Jihai, two veterans, hugged each other tightly, and they also burst into tears. They are the two oldest players in the Chinese team, and at this moment, there are no words to describe their feelings.

Feng Renliang and Zhao Xuri were lying directly on the lawn, greedily spreading their arms and embracing the night sky of Maracana.

Zeng Cheng hugged the right post of the goal tightly, as if he was talking to the post.

It's all too dreamy.

……

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo quietly and slowly withdrew from the court......

In a moment of celebration, he limped to the players' tunnel.

It was Zhu Heyuan who discovered him first and hurried to his side.

"Xiao Dong." He restrained his excitement and excitement, and his eyes fell on Dong Fangzhuo's left knee.

"Let's go back to the locker room first."

He knows what Dong Fangzhuo has paid for this championship.

He quickly found the team's team doctor and dragged him to the locker room.

It was only after ten minutes that they came out of the tunnel again......

“king，”

“king，”

“king，”

In the stands, the fans erupted in deafening cheers.

Dong Fangzhuo walked out of the players' tunnel again, with a thick bandage on his left knee and a cane in one hand.

"Dong Fangzhuo is really seriously injured, he is using crutches, and his left knee should have a big problem."

'But the injury doesn't affect the happiness and he's happy now.'

"Because he won the World Cup, he is the World Cup winner, he is the Ballon d'Or winner, he is the king!"

"Listen, they're all calling him king now."

"But what I understand is that everybody is calling him the king."

"Yes, he got everything that all footballers dream of, three-time Ballon d'Or winner, Asian champion, Olympic champion, world champion, European champion...... In his honors, all of them are champions. ”

"And the king of the ball is the greatest reward for him!"

"After Maradona in 1986, Dong Fangzhuo was also crowned king in 214, he almost single-handedly led the Chinese team to win the World Cup, Argentina in 1986 was very strong, but China in 2014 is more legendary."

"Dong Fangzhuo is the king of the ball!"

Dong Fangzhuo walked slowly to the center of the court on crutches, and even the national boss stood up and applauded.

In front of the TV, everyone was excited and in tears, and they lay in front of the TV and looked at their heroes.

At this moment, Dong Fangzhuo is the hero of all China.

Of course, Zheng Zhi and Zhao Xuri are also heroes, but Dong Fangzhuo is even more highlighted.

※※※※

Bailey appeared.

He was the guest of honour for the World Cup winner, and in the kingdom of football, under the watchful eyes of the football king Pele, the Chinese team became the champion of the 2014 World Cup in Brazil.

Pele smiled and hung the medal in the hands of each Chinese player, and finally stopped in front of Dong Fangzhuo.

"Dong, on behalf of the Brazilian people, I have to thank you for defeating Argentina and Germany and saving Brazil's face."

Then, he gave Dong Fangzhuo a thick hug.

"Is your knee injury serious?"

Dong Fangzhuo always smiled and talked to his knees, he didn't have a trace of frustration, "I don't know yet, but at least it's not dead, it's not a big deal, I'll recover." ”

Actually, it's not as easy as he says.

He was startled by what the team doctor had just said in the locker room, but he was now forced to compose.

While further examination has not yet been made, he basically knows what is going on, and it could be worse.

But

Is there anything more important than a World Cup title?

Bailey patted him on the shoulder again......

In the end, the Frenchman Zinedine Zidane and the Czech Nedved came together with the Hercules Cup and handed it to Pele, who handed the trophy to Zheng Zhi, the captain of the Chinese national team.

Zheng Zhi kissed the Hercules Cup affectionately, and then held it high! Everyone was drowned in the colorful flowers.

"China!"

"China!"

"China!"

"We are champions!"

"We are champions!"

The scene reached a climax in an instant.

After receiving the award, the whole team continued to celebrate on the court and take a group photo of the victory.

Dong Fangzhuo took the Hercules Cup from Zheng Zhi's hand and kissed it deeply......

The camera suddenly turned to see Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson standing at the entrance of the players' tunnel, clapping softly.

Chewing gum in his mouth, his eyes sparkling.

"Ferguson, he's here."

"He probably wanted to congratulate Dong Fangzhuo personally."

The celebration lasted nearly half an hour, and Ferguson still did not leave, he was still quietly waiting.

He was waiting, waiting for Dong Fangzhuo.

The whole Chinese team walked past him one after another, and Sun Jihai, Zheng Zhi and others greeted Ferguson one after another. However, Dong Fangzhuo was still not seen, and Ferguson looked into the distance affectionately, looking for Dong Fangzhuo.

Finally, the two made eye contact.

Look at each other and smile.

It's all in plain sight.

When Dong Fangzhuo saw Ferguson, he immediately smiled, and with a "wow" sound in his mouth, the master and apprentice hugged each other affectionately, and the scene was very moving.

Dong Fangzhuo greeted Ferguson with a hug, and Ferguson congratulated Dong Fangzhuo with a hug.

A hug, 10 years of friendship, everything is in plain sight.

"Want to come back?"

"Yes!"

"Come back then!"

"But, my wounds." Dong Fangzhuo lowered his gaze, he knew that there must be something wrong with his knee.

"No, but, just ask if you can come back."

"Back!"

The dialogue between master and apprentice is as simple and direct as that.

Return,

All the travel is over, if you don't go back to Manchester United, where will you go......

"Let's see what happens in the next few days."

Ferguson seemed to be 10 years younger at this moment.

In the face of the miracle of the Chinese team, when Dong Fangzhuo was crowned king, Ferguson had only one thought, that is, to fight Dong Fangzhuo again.

"Okay."

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