Chapter 325: Champions League Champion

The Barcelona players lost their eyes one by one, some were lying on the ground, like corpses, and some were just walking corpses even if they were standing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

They lost, with pride and invincibility, but they lost to Manchester United, to Vardy.

The feeling that the championship is close at hand, but suddenly out of reach, makes all Barcelona people feel lost.

Perhaps there is nothing more tragic in the world than watching an opponent stand on the top of the podium!

Manchester United captain Gary Neville walked into the Barcelona camp very graciously and comforted the Barcelona players politely and sincerely, but in the eyes of the Barcelona players, it was meaningless.

Pique, as a Barcelona youth product, also ran over to comfort the big brothers, but the big brothers were in a bad mood and no one paid attention to him.

Vardy felt that he should also walk over with grace and symbolically comfort the Barcelona players with a few words such as "You guys did a great job today", but given his funny nature, it is very easy for Barcelona to think that he is provocative, so he still forget it.

However, it was at this point that Ronaldo walked up to Vardy and took off his shirt as he went.

"You did so well today, Manchester United deserve the title, but I'm not going to throw in the towel, see you next season!"

Ronaldo reached out and hugged Vardy, while whispering in Vardy's ear.

After the hug, Ronaldo handed the shirt to Vardy and extended his hand to him.

Vardy was stunned for a moment, then immediately took off his shirt and handed it to Ronaldo.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you, and I believe you won't admit defeat like this!" Vardy smiled, smiling very happily.

Usually after the game, it is the players of the winning side who go to the opponent to exchange jerseys, which is a kind of recognition of the winner for the loser.

And if the loser takes the initiative to find the winner to exchange jerseys, it is usually considered that he is not aggressive, has no desire to win, and even does not know self-esteem and self-love.

But Xiao Luo did it today.

This is the pride of Xiao Luo!

He never thinks of himself as a weakling, even if he fails, he will never admit defeat, just win it back next time!

This is the aura that comes with being recognized as the number one person in world football.

Vardy is delighted, that's true!

After winning the Champions League in Barcelona in his previous life, Xiao Luo has completed the grand slam of honors, the World Cup, the Champions League, the La Liga championship, the European Ballon d'Or, and the World Footballer of the Year......

Ronaldo is truly at the top of world football, and the throne of the king of the ball is already waiting for his arrival.

It's cold in the heights!

Perhaps it was this invincible loneliness that made Xiao Luo lose his pursuit in the arena, and even forgot his best original intention, leaving only endless parties and chaotic nights.

His competitive form has declined rapidly, and even if he is still the pitch wizard in everyone's eyes, he can no longer lead the team to victory and championships.

A genius who was like a ball king slipped so quickly.

Countless people can't help but feel sorry for it, he should have reached a higher height.

But now, Vardy sees the unyielding and unyielding energy in Ronaldo's eyes, perhaps only when he first landed in Europe, Ronaldo had such eyes.

When Ronaldo and Messi were not yet mature, there was no doubt that Ronaldo was Vardy's real biggest opponent.

That's how fun the game is!

I am not alone!

Vardy would never want to experience the chill at high himself.

The two of them clasped hands tightly, and although they didn't compete with each other, they could both feel each other's fighting spirit.

See you next season!

......

The United players returned to the dressing room to change their commemorative shirts and prepare for the award ceremony.

But in the dressing room, the United players were already in a mess, each with champagne in hand, spraying each other, screaming and venting, and no one could control their excitement.

"Who's picking my pants?"

"Fuck off, who's touching my ass?"

"Bastard, can you please not shove the mess in my mouth?"

"Hmm... Hmm..."

......

Originally, the puff party was going to line up to receive the award, which caused a very impactful visual effect, but after the champagne was sprayed, everyone's puffy head was lying down.

In desperation, several people could only go out barehead to receive the award, and as for Vardy and Ferdinand, they were even more miserable, with their heads as messy as a bird's nest.

In this era, it is not like later, although the members of the runner-up team receive the award first, there is no scene of the champion team players lining up to welcome them.

Vardy thinks it's still very human, at least think about it, if Manchester United are runners-up, then Vardy definitely doesn't want the Barcelona players to applaud, even if it looks like a champion's appreciation for the runners-up, but we don't need it.

After the Barcelona players have received their medals, the Manchester United players will finally be on the field.

At this time, Ronaldo lay on Vardy's shoulder and cried.

Don't look at Ronaldo's usual president, but he is a big boy who loves to cry.

In the Euro 04 final, Portugal lost to Greece, the host missed the championship, Ronaldo from the moment the referee's final whistle sounded until he came to the stage to receive the silver medal, his tears did not break, his eyes were red from crying, he cried for the defeat, but also regretted that he was too fancy in the game and wasted opportunities.

And in the FA Cup final last season, Manchester United lost to Arsenal, and Ronaldo shed tears again.

In his previous life, in this summer's World Cup, Ronaldo cried three times in a row in the knockout stage......

Vardy comforted the emotional Ronaldo, and complained in his heart, Ronaldo, your tear ducts are too developed!

You can cry, I don't care!

But it's not right for you to wipe your nose on me!

You did it on purpose!

Manchester United players walked up to the podium one after another, let the UEFA president hang the championship medal around his neck, and then walked down happily for the final climax.

When Vardy and Johansson shook hands, the old man, who was about to step down as UEFA president, spoke to Valdido in particular.

"You've been doing great, but if you can shift your energy from teasing to playing, you'll be able to achieve more!"

It was advice from an elder, and even if Vardy scoffed at it, he humbly and politely accepted it.

However, when Vardy stepped off the podium, he complained in his heart.

Maybe I don't have a dominant position in world football, but I'm already an ancestor-level figure in the teasing class, isn't the achievement of the teasing class an achievement?

Of course, except for himself and a group of teasers, no one should admit it!

Tease is a great cause, and in the pursuit of greatness, it is destined to be lonely and not understood.

But Vardy doesn't care, he wants to go on steadfastly, until he reaches the end, he wants to see the scenery at the end!

And then he will find out, ah, there is no end to teasing......

Finally, at the climax, Manchester United captain Gary Neville will take over the Champions League trophy Big Ears Cup and officially win the cup!

It was an exciting moment and all the United players stood on the podium in the arc at the back, waiting for the most exciting moment.

Even the anxious Ronaldo and Fletcher couldn't wait to kiss the trophy that was still in the center, but no one would laugh at them at this time.

Under everyone's gaze, Gary Neville took the Big Ear Cup, stepped onto the stage, and stood in the middle surrounded by his teammates, with his knees slightly bent, holding the trophy tightly, and counting in unison with his teammates.

1

2

3

With the last number, Gary Neville lifted the trophy in his hand, all the United players raised their hands in the air, streamers fluttered in the sky above the stadium, and the cheers of the fans reached their climax.

Laugh!

Jumping!

Hooray!

It's not too much to be all together on this magical night!

Vardy was completely immersed in the celebratory atmosphere.

All the players were given the chance to raise their glasses, and Jamie Vardy was no exception, and as the biggest contributor to United's triumph in the game, the fans chanted Vardy's name when he lifted the trophy.

I couldn't help but kiss the trophy, and although there may have been countless people spitting on it, Vardy still felt extremely emotional, as if it was softer, more delicate, smoother, and easier to excite than a woman's lips.

I can't help but be transported to my previous life, where he could only watch his favorite club players lift trophies in front of the TV, and at that time, he was just an ordinary football fan.

And in this life, when he really has the opportunity to lift the Champions League trophy as a professional player, it feels like a dream.

Was it a dream when I sat in front of the TV, or was it just a dream now?

Which dream is more real?

If it's really just a dream, then Vardy hopes it can be a little longer, preferably never waking up.

It was destined to be a sleepless night, with the United players still celebrating when they returned to the hotel.

The same goes for all Manchester United fans, open their doors, go out into the streets of Manchester, sing, dance, know each other or not, we are Red Devils fans, no tears tonight, we are champions!

By the time Vardy, exhausted and completely defeated by champagne, returned to his hotel room, he felt as if he had become a puddle of mud.

But at this moment, the doorbell of the room rang.

It must be that those bastards haven't had enough fun, so they have to pull themselves on and continue to hi!

Vardy grabbed a bottle of champagne and rushed to the door, opened the door, and without looking, it was just a spray!

"Ahh

Scream, girl!

Valdirao was dizzy and could tell.

When I looked closely, it was actually the goddess of the whole people, Kisti.

Looking at the goddess's disgusted eyes and soaking wet body, there was no need for words at this time, Vardy pulled Kisty into the room in an extremely domineering manner, and then kissed him, kissing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The movement between the two was so great that it didn't stop throughout the night, so much so that Ronaldo in the next room was still wondering in his sleep, who is Vardy still celebrating?