Time goes back to six years ago, it was the final of the '06 World Cup, the same Buffon, the bald head in front of him made him unforgettable, but fortunately they had the last laugh.

Six years later, time is back to the present, the same final, the same spoon, but this time he no longer believes in miracles.

"God, God...... He is the God of tonight, the Absolute God ......, the King of the Balls is born!" Lineker was so excited that he didn't know what else to say.

His eyes were red, he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, maybe decades later, when he was in a wheelchair, he still couldn't forget this game, this battle of the gods.

"Champion, champion ......", Alan Shearer yelled and hugged Wilson, long forgetting that this was the live broadcast room.

They had dreamed countless times that this story would happen in England to make up for the regrets of their careers, but many people, including them, had never imagined it.

It came so suddenly, and so quickly!

The wind blows, the geese pass by the sound, and as the ball enters the net like an epic masterpiece, the entire Olympic Stadium is like a six-magnitude earthquake in an instant.

If it's a movie, then, maybe it's the best ending, if it's an American blockbuster, Isabella will run down, and then the two of them will affectionately go to the dark screen.

Unfortunately, this is the reality......

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Maqin, the ...... Polo King", Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang roared without scruples, believing that all this had been sealed and there was no longer the slightest doubt.

"Seven years of ups and downs, starting from the first time I broadcast him, starting from the first documentary we did for Mr. Ma, who would have thought? Who would dare to think? It's such a legend......"

Huang Jianxiang's heart was agitated, and he spoke with emotion, and everything on the picture seemed to have begun to leave the weight of history.

The white No. 18 opened his arms and looked up to the sky, leaving the camera with the back of a king, with Gerrard and Welbeck bearing the brunt of the frenzied rush behind him.

Without saying a word, one person picked up a thigh, and then directly resisted him to his shoulder, and then more and more white ran over, surrounded them, and began to march with his head held high.

"Roar...... England ......"

"Roar...... Champion ......"

If it weren't for the security guards, if it weren't for the crowd, I believe that the crazy fans would have rushed to the stadium at this moment.

The queen applauded and said to Bobby Charlton next to her, "I didn't expect that I would still see this moment......"

"This is the parade of the king of the ball to the throne", Lineker shouted frantically, "this night, no one shines brighter than him, Mark has accomplished an unprecedented feat, and the final senior is ......"

Mark Qin held his teammate's shoulders and looked at this crazy crowd seen from different perspectives, thousands of arms waving like him, and thousands of fans were intoxicated by him......

"It turns out that this is the feeling ...... the king of the ball", he thought to himself, Pele, Maradona, Zidane, have they all been like this?

Is this football?

He subconsciously waved in response, and then provoked even greater cheers, and Proenka and Pirlo happened to stand right next to each other, crossed their waists, watching from afar.

Bizarrely, no one prevented what was clearly over-the-top celebration for a penalty.

"Did he think he was king? Referee, do you want to watch him sit on the throne and blow the whistle? ”

Proenka and Pirlo unexpectedly turned around, wanting to see who would be so brainless at this time?

"If you can do it someday......," Proenka shrugged, "I'm stopping," he flexed his wrist and went off to chase the celebratory crowd.

Even if it's a walk-away.

"Mario ......", Pirlo shook his head at Balotelli, even if they were right?

This is the general trend, except for the Italians all fans will support it, including UEFA FIFA, as for what the Italians think, who cares? So, don't be bored.

After all, this is the enthronement of the king of the ball!

In the modern football world, apart from Maradona in '86, who can be so dominant in a tournament?

But after all, almost 30 years have passed, and fans around the world are looking forward to a new football king, which is not who has sealed it, but the vast majority of fans have recognized it.

Now, only he has done it.

He believes that now the news will begin to spread at the speed of light on the Internet, and tomorrow morning, it will bombard the eyes and ears of the whole world, and no one can stop it.

No one, can stop!

"Overturning the Theater of Dreams, reigning at the Camp Nou, wreaking havoc at the Bernabeu, winning the World Cup, until today, Mark's peak has just arrived, and an immortal ......legend has been written"

"He's not big, he's not the fastest, but he's got to be the smartest, he's taught more kids how to play, how to play......"

"Perhaps, the rules of football will change because of him, and the world of football will have more midfielders because of him......"

"Maybe, one day he won't be at the top, maybe, one day he'll face crying, but not today, not now, Mark now, flawless......"

Accompanied by an impromptu speech by Lineker, accompanied by the tears of countless people in the TV film, the ordinary but tall figure walked around the arena.

Makqin was unusually quiet, except for the subconscious wave of his hand, there was no reaction, no cheers, no excitement, no tears, he had withdrawn from this world.

In fact, he is waiting: GAME OVER!

I guess I could have completed a palace-level career mode in one game!

"Mark, Mark ......," Capello woke him up with a flushed face, "now...... Let's get off the show, enjoy your moment, and then, go to the hospital ......."

"What's going on?"

"Well, the battle is over......"

Gerald and the others slowly put him down, and everyone patted him on the shoulder with a flushed face, as if they had a thousand words but didn't know where to start.

For them, Steven Gerrard, Frank Lampard, John Terry, Rio Ferdinand, Ashley Cole, ......, is it not a dream?

"Hmm......", Ma Qin finally focused on his eyes and nodded vigorously, "...... end"

"Roar ......", that group of white ushered in the most violent outbreak!

"God is coming, the king of the ball is enthroned!" Crazy Ukrainian night with only one name: Mark! 》

Hundreds of reporters and editors only hate themselves for missing two hands at the moment, lest others steal the headlines.

This message even instantly captured the front page headlines of "Time", not to mention the headlines of major social media!

Countless football TV stations were in the middle of the night: in the final of the upcoming European Championship, Chinese superstar Mark was successfully crowned......

Fifteen cities in England began to march spontaneously, and they could not wait for the moment when the game was over.

"History will remember today's day, a generation of football king Mark Qin is officially crowned at this moment, he was born for football......"

"Parker, Capello replaced President Ma with Parker......"

"Papa......, St. Mark's ......, Papapa......, Marc ......", the stadium was deafening, and the live broadcast was reluctant to leave the white figure on the sidelines.

Makqin hugged almost everyone he could, then faced the four sides and gave a deep 90-degree bow each.

The venue is already boiling......

"The hospital and the ambulance have already been arrange,......d," the team doctor said inappropriately, and then looked at Capello with a bewildered expression.

Mackin looked back at Capello, "Let me watch this game, I haven't seen enough ......"

“……”

Capello nodded slightly, and gestured to the team doctor, it was nothing more than a matter of minutes, he couldn't participate in the award award, and this wish would be fulfilled for him.

And ......, thank you!

Capello patted and stared at Mackin on the field, and said in his heart, he was extremely relaxed.

Four years ago, who knows how much pressure he had to come up with to accept the England managership, everyone knows that this is the crater.

But he was lucky that he met Mackchen.

He had never felt that being a coach could be so easy, and even some tactical games seemed to him to be at ease, which he had never felt before.

He had been a coach before, but there was always a sense of overexertion, until he became England manager.

He is achieving Makqin, and Makqin is also achieving him, and now he seems to have reached another realm.

It's definitely a football story, just like AC Milan, who are unbeaten in 58 games in his hands, and even surpassed.

"Thanks, Mark", he sighed to himself, maybe it's time for a story to come to an end......

At this moment, a strong thought rose in his heart, it was time to end, it was too perfect to continue.

He had plans to resign.

For Capello's thoughts, Mack Qin didn't know, he just focused on watching every ball on the field.

Although there was no wave on either side, it didn't look like he was playing at all, but he still watched with relish.

"Three minutes of stoppage time! The fourth official has shown the final time, and the game is coming to an end, so let's wait for this great ......moment with Mr. Ma," Zhan Jun shouted.

"Three minutes to ......", shouted the England fans in the stadium, this spontaneity was surprisingly neat!

"Three ......", on the squares of countless cities in England, the roar shook the sky and began to count down.

It was as if a volcano had suddenly opened in his heart, and the heat flowed all over his body, numb like electricity.

Joe Hart drove forward with a big foot, and all the players in England stayed at the back and no one grabbed it.

"Second ......", the current became more and more intense, and even made his hands tremble a little.

Isabella was now at the entrance of the passage, clenching her little fist tightly in her mouth, excited and worried.

The bench players and coaching staff on the sidelines were shoulder to shoulder and in a row, their hearts pounding.

"One ......", his heart seemed to have just woken up, and even jumped out of his throat, even more intense than the World Cup.

All the guests in the VIP stand spontaneously stood up and prepared to applaud like a ceremony.

Proenka had already begun to raise his hand to look at his watch, and time was measured in seconds, beginning to fade towards the end.

"Zero ......"

"Dut...... Toot ......"

"Boom ......", full of explosions, British, explosions......

"It's over, England is the ...... champions", Zhan Jun had to yell to get his voice out......

"Ah......", Lineker, Wilson, Alan Shearer huddled together, who wants him to explain!

"Woo......", Ferdinand, Terry, they sat on the spot, tears streaming down their faces, unable to control themselves......

The Englishmen on the sidelines rushed into the field frantically, and the people on the field also rushed to the sidelines.

All the carnival has just begun!

"Thank you!" , Mack Qin looked around, bowed again, and then also reddened his eyes.

"Mark, Mark ......", only if you are in the stadium can understand how this is a heart-rending cry, converging from the stands to the center, echoing endlessly......

"Can't squeeze ......, Mark has to go to the hospital immediately to ......", the security guards and team doctors who had already been waiting for him surrounded Mark Qin layer by layer......

"Just say it, just say it, Mark ......", the reporters on the periphery were equally heartbroken.

"Let's go, Mark, I won't be able to walk for a while......," the team doctor shouted at him anxiously.

"Hmm", Ma Keqin turned around again and waved his hand, "Let's go......", I really don't want to go......

"Mr. Ma, he has to go to the hospital first......," Zhan Jun shouted.

"Yes, this is the most important ......," Huang Jianxiang said.

The wanton revelry I made, and the frenzied crowd, the waving stands, the legends, all the ......, disappeared the moment he entered the passage.

A weak, boneless, and cold little hand squeezed through the layers of crowds and grabbed his palm, and the night was over.

"Don't worry, I'm fine", Mark Qin smiled and wiped Isabella's tears, "Let's ......"

It's good, it's really good.

The slamming championship streamers and the resounding ambulances of Kyiv were green lights all the way, in two worlds, on and off the field, at the same time.

The pinnacle of the crown, the beginning of the crown......