In the away dressing room in Hull City, Liverpool had been partying for almost an hour, spraying champagne and howling with ghosts and wolves, and almost everyone was soaking wet.

"We are champions, lalala", "oh oh", "yo roar, champions, champions"......

There was a lot of shouting, and even the coaching staff was not spared, and Spalletti finally reluctantly changed into a sportswear to attend the press conference.

For a one-man press conference, the Hull City manager can't wait to leave early, but who cares at this time?

"Mr. Spalletti, could you have expected this outcome beforehand?" , asked the press conference.

Spalletti's excitement is not completely gone, as he won the Premier League, and his opponents include Alex Ferguson, Arsene Wenger, Rafael Benitez, Carlo Ancelotti, Roberto Mancini and a bunch of British giants.

He smiled uncontrollably and shook his head, "I don't know witchcraft, but this result is what we have been expecting, thank God, it finally became a reality"

"Mark is unstoppable after his comeback, and he scored five dollars in this game, do you think he helped you win the championship?"

"Hey, your question is very inappropriate", Spalletti didn't mind, "The championship is the credit of everyone in the team, we are a team, but Mark is really phenomenal and it will be really difficult for us to win the championship without him this season"

"But everybody is important, it's not just him, it's a team sport"

"What do you think of Mark's performance today?"

Spalletti shrugged, "Do you still need me to say this?" Everyone can see that he has performed miracles, he is the god on the field today, and no one can stop him."

"You've coached Totti in Rome and in your tactics they play the same position, so who do you think is the better of the two," another reporter asked.

"Oh, are they all questions?" "Both of them are great players, both superstars, there's nothing to compare, I'd rather talk about this miraculous night, talk about the ...... we won the title"

On the other hand, Ma Qin, who had just finished washing, was naturally blocked in the interview area by many media.

Not surprisingly, this season he will win several awards such as Top Scorer, England Footballer of the Year, not to mention his terrifying record of 40 goals.

So far, the number of goals in a single season in the five major leagues has reached 40, only Gerd Muller in the Bundesliga, Skobral in the French league and a few others, and Serie A, the Premier League, and La Liga have not appeared in the entire history.

And it was all in the seventies and eighties last season, and Gerd Muller was really awesome, and he had almost all football goals recorded.

67 goals in a single season, 85 goals in a natural year, 68 goals in A-level matches for the national team, 14 goals in the World Cup, and a total goal record.

And the high scoring efficiency is scary, even Messi in later generations has not been able to reach his goal efficiency.

Turning 40 years forward, this great god can rule the solar system!

"Mark, congratulations on winning the league again, is there anything you want to say now?" , the reporter asked excitedly.

"Hehe", Mark Qin was refreshed, "Of course I was excited, there is nothing more dreamy than this, we didn't give up every minute, we believed in miracles, and then got what we wanted"

"Did you know that you equalled Gerd Muller's single-season goal record? , and the highest record in England in a century! The reporter said excitedly.

"Huh?" , Makqin tilted his ear, "Is it just a tie?" It's a pity, haha, I respect Gerd Müller, but records are meant to be broken, maybe I should try harder."

"Cool, Mark is cool", said many fans watching the live broadcast in front of the TV.

"Eat, Gerd Muller dumps you eight streets", needless to say, this is a Bayern fan in Germany.

However, he is indeed the first player in recent years to extend his single-season scoring record to more than 40 goals in the top five leagues, a record that has been in the dust for 40 years!

Terror, dragon breath!

Ma Qin looked at the reporter who had never seen the world, and said in his heart that in two years, La Liga might have a bad outlook, and the goal was like hemp, don't make such a fuss!

It's no wonder that most of these reporters weren't born when Gerd Muller scored the goal.

Alas, poverty really limits the imagination, especially the poverty of the mind, and is simply incurable!

When Da Luo scored more than 30 goals in the season and was called an alien, they must not have thought that more than ten years later, there would be players who could brush the number of goals to 50, oh, poor imagination!

"Mark, did you think before this game that you would not win the championship, and that you would always play forward in the future?"

"No", he replied with his head shaken, "we didn't even think about whether it would be or not, just try to score every goal and see if it happens"

"I love the position of the pseudo-nine, I am at home in this position, there is no reason to change"

After answering a few questions and grabbing the best champagne on the pitch, Mackin and the team took the bus directly back to Liverpool.

As soon as they left the stadium, they were surrounded by Liverpool fans who had been waiting for hours for hours, and they never left after the game, waiting for the bus to come out.

Getting off the bus is not allowed, for safety. They could only wave to the fans through the car window.

The shouts of the fans rose higher and higher, until the bus frequented out of the encirclement for more than half an hour and left completely without stopping.

Compared with when I came, there was nothing more, the trophy props of the fake had been taken back by the FA, and the real thing was already on the way from London to Liverpool.

Some of the teammates have been dozing off in their seats for a long time, and no matter how excited they are, there will be a moment of fatigue, not to mention that after playing such a tense game, Makqin can't sleep a little.

When I was playing, one game after another, I didn't feel it at all, and when all the games were over, I suddenly realized, I go, I've become so awesome!

He is not like the average professional footballer, who has had a clear plan for his development since he was a child, and he suddenly came here completely out of his love for football.

Cocoby's gang of old men desperately polished him into the core of the midfield, Benitez just didn't give him a place, and then finally played the core, and the team's tactics changed greatly.

This one after another, where to reason.

This season, including himself, it is estimated that no one can think that old Haiwei is still at home and pulling his poor useless memory, did he delay Mark Qin before?

When he first arrived at Cocoby, he wanted to play, even if it was at a low level, he didn't care, he just saw the green field.

When Benitez asked him to play as a substitute, he finally realised that he could make a foothold in the top flight.

And then there is the superstar debut that suddenly opens, making people dizzy and stunned!

The talent is there, as long as there is the right soil, it is not that the crops still have to photosynthesize, but that it will erupt directly.

The whole football world that erupted exclaimed, it is rare in a century!

Messi Ronaldo's gang has already been famous in football when they played youth games as teenagers, and when they grow up, it can only prove that they are not crooked.

But who knows, Mack Qin suddenly popped up, catching people off guard, and then caught off guard.

The glorious tail of Red Liverpool was originally forced by him to create a dynasty that was not a dynasty, and the world was changed more and more by him.

Looking at the darkness outside the window, he smiled slightly, this is very good and interesting, the green field at the tip of the pyramid is estimated to be more interesting.

Tonight, there are a lot of people who can't sleep peacefully, and the media circle is like a chicken, and the fighting spirit is high, and countless program invitation calls have been made to Jonathan's mobile phone.

The Times: Liverpool staged another miracle, Mark is the chief director!

The Telegraph: Chelsea fail in 90 thrilling minutes!

The Guardian: 40 years of dusty record restart, Mark becomes the first person in modern football history!

Daily Mirror: 40 goals, that's a hard record in the Premier League, unless he is himself!

Manchester Evening News: We are being pulled further and further away by our opponents!

Echo: The King is back! Legend is coming!

Almost all British newspapers launched additional issues overnight to cover this exciting moment.

There has never been a season with such a resonance as this wave of coverage of the FA Cup final, two weeks at the top!

"Congratulations to Mark, congratulations to Liverpool, I'm happy for them", Benitez told the interview, "we made a mistake in the penultimate round, otherwise the title would have been ours, but it doesn't matter, we still have two more competitions to fight for"

Celebrities and commentators from all walks of life took the initiative to jump out on this night and brush up on a wave of presence.

"I've been bullish on Liverpool for a long time", "Mark is worth 200 million now", "I'm looking forward to his performance in the World Cup", "Mark can score so much because he loves pizza ......"

"Roar, Liverpool", "Mark", "Gerrard", "Champion", "We are the champions", the cacophony of voices followed the bus into the vicinity of Melwood, and pierced the eardrums at once.

Mark Qin opened his eyes in a daze, he also fell asleep halfway, and it was now close to the early hours of the morning.

Countless fans were outside, some holding glow sticks, some lighting lighters, and some holding flashlights, and Parry finally squeezed over and discussed it with Spalletti.

Then he told the fans that there would be a parade in two days, and asked the three captains to go out and say a few words, and finally entered Melwood, and the club did not let the players get off the bus for fear of safety.

The driver arranged by Peter was already waiting in the parking lot to pick up Mackloin and go home, and everything would be said about the parade in two days.

After going through the Nine Turns Dragon Gate Formation, the driver finally sent Mark Qin home, Isabella had been waiting for him for a long time, tired and simply took a shower, ate some supper, and he couldn't sleep again.

"You prayed for me at home?" He asked, leaning back on the couch and picking up the Bible at hand.

"Hmm", Isabella cleaned up the dishes and sat down next to him and brought him a glass of water, "You behaved like a god today"

"What kind of god is there?" He said with a smile, and then he realized something, "Oh, I don't mean faith."

"I understand," Issa put her arms around him, "but in my heart, you are like God today, omnipotent"

Yes, the god of basketball, Jordan, the god of football, Makqin? Poof, he laughed to himself at the thought of this.

"What's wrong?" , Isabella was surprised.

"Nothing, something interesting to remember", he said, and then he leaned back, a little more lazy, "The season is finally over, but I can only take you to South Africa in the summer"

"Do you have a girlfriend on your national team?"

"Let's, but there are restrictions on sharing sex during the game", "I'm going to kill you," Isabella sneered.

"You go to the stand, the World Cup, the big advertising platform, it's a pity not to brush your face", he said with a smile.

"I'm talking like a model," Issa said, giving him a blank look.

"You're much prettier than a model, but the main thing is to attract fire for your husband and me," he shaved her nose.

"What?" , she didn't understand.

"Your husband and I are so good this season, how much pressure is on the public opinion of the World Cup, these people can't wait to stare at me 24 hours a day"

"Huh? Oh", Issa nodded knowingly, "I see, divert the attention of the media"

"Smart", he got up and picked up Isabella and went straight to the bedroom, "Let's go, collect some interest for the summer first......"