Chapter 159: Cheers!

China.

For Chinese fans, there are few particularly happy moments, because their home team is not competitive enough, let alone achieve good results in the World Series - in fact, the Chinese team can only be regarded as a third-rate team in Asia now, and Asia cannot rush out, let alone shine on the world stage, adding glory to the face of the fans.

To say the happiest moment, 02 is a year, that year, the Chinese team broke through from the top ten for the first time, and stood on the stage of the World Cup for the first time - although it turned out that the World Cup trip can be described as a loss of face, but some are better than nothing, to be able to go to the World Cup stage to play soy sauce, to see the style of the world's giants, is also a blessing.

After that, the Chinese team has been worse than a year after year, the so-called no lowest trough only lower trough, look at the current Chinese team, not to mention catching up with Japan and South Korea, even teams like Iraq and Syria can ride on their heads to and pee, which makes countless fans both sad and angry, but helpless.

However, after Fan Bizhuang was born, such a "sad" mood has obviously eased, yes, the Chinese team is not good, but our Fan Ye is okay, the Chinese team is a stinky dog... , but our Fan Ye is fragrant, swept La Liga, swept the Premier League, led the team to win the Hercules Cup, and climbed to the top of the world...... Isn't this a long face for Chinese fans - here I want to solemnly explain that it is a long face for Chinese fans, not a long face for Chinese football, not for Fan Bizhuang is not worthy of Chinese football, but that Chinese football cannot represent Fan Bizhuang.

Although it is a bit "insulting" to the Chinese team to say this, the fact is that one is a superstar in world football, and the other is Adou, who can't be supported, and the two are completely incomparable. If it weren't for Fan Bizhuang being a proper descendant of Yan and Huang, it is estimated that the two would have nothing to do with each other - of course, for the Chinese team that keeps breaking through the lower line, there is no shame or humiliation, at this level and results, maybe the opponent will play with them, and if they lose, they will think that this is a humiliation to themselves.

In general, Fan Bizhuang has become the only "spiritual sustenance" for most Chinese fans, watching the Chinese team play is to find their own anger, watching Fan Ye's game, not to mention honor, at least it is pleasing to the eye.

And in the middle of the night, countless Chinese fans are waiting in front of the TV, because tonight is a rare happy moment for Chinese fans. The Golden Globe Awards have entered the final stage, and Fan Bizhuang, as one of the final three-person list, is very likely to win the championship in one fell swoop!

This is a real big event, Chinese football seems to have little hope, fortunately, there is a Fan Bizhuang who can give the fans comfort, Fan Bizhuang also really won the Golden Ball Award, if there are "crooked nuts" looking down on Chinese football in the future, the fans will immediately have the confidence to go back - we have Fan Ye, what do you have? No, don't beep if you don't!

In the TV screens of thousands of households, UEFA President Michel Platini was standing on the stage, unhurriedly opening the envelope, and the honey smile was suddenly blooming on his face.

The voices of CCTV-5's two commentators, Zhang Lu and He Wei, are also constantly ringing.

The FIFA Golden Globe Awards are about to be announced...... FIFA President Seppat and UEFA President Michel Platini took the stage together, with Platini holding an envelope containing the name of this year's Ballon d'Or winner...... Who could it be? ”

The camera swept over the three candidates, Xavi and Messi...... and our Fan Ye, their expressions seem to be calm, but I am afraid that their hearts are already extremely nervous...... All three players are some of the best in football today, and they all performed very well last year, although Fan Ye may have been even better, leading Real Madrid to La Liga and Spain to the World Cup......"

"But Barcelona are doing very well...... Xavi, as the main player, lifted the Hercules Cup with the Spanish team...... And Messi, who is a two-time Ballon d'Or winner, which should not be underestimated, and if he is successfully elected again this time, it will be an unprecedented third consecutive Ballon d'Or......"

"From a professional point of view, Fan Ye's chances of being elected are greater...... Of course, in terms of personal inclination, I definitely hope that Fan Ye can win glory for our Chinese fans...... But the Golden Globe Awards are really not announced at the last moment, and no one can guess the result...... Director Zhang Lu and Zhang had met Dazhi before, and Dazhi said that his vote was given to Fan Ye...... Ha, they are all Chinese, who do not support their own compatriots? So...... Come on, Fan Ye! ”

He Wei's voice chattered endlessly from the TV, but the voice of the other commentator, Zhang Lu, was sharply raised, and his tone was full of nervousness: "...... The envelope has been opened! Platini took one look, he was laughing, damn it, he was laughing weirdly...... What does that mean? …… He Wei, why do I suddenly have a bad premonition? Am I too nervous! ”

"Director Zhang is indeed a little nervous, but at this time, as a Chinese, as a Chinese fan, who can not be nervous...... Especially seeing this honeyed smile of Platini...... Many people joked that Messi's godfather is Platini, and Barcelona's backer is also French...... Looking at his expression now, damn it, I can't sit still...... Coach Zhang, help me, I'm afraid that the result is not what I want, I can't bear it......"

He Wei and Zhang Lu supported each other like "singing" in the live broadcast room in Beijing, but they didn't really sing, but the two famous commentators were indeed nervous.

In front of the TV, the Chinese fans who also saw this scene were also a little heartbeat.

"! Why is this old thing laughing so weird? ”

"It's over! It's over!! My hunch has always been accurate, Platini smiled...... It's going to be cold! ”

"Godfather is going to exert his strength! …… It looks like Fan Ye is going to be hacked! ”

"Don't let us rejoice in vain! If the final winner is not Fan Ye, it is really a proper shady! ”

While some fans were yelling and praying in their hearts, Platini had turned the piece of paper in his hand upside down on the TV.

"This year's FIFA Ballon d'Or winner isβ€”"

The name on the piece of paper is already impressive! β€œFAN!” The letters were captured by cameras all over the world!

"Let's congratulate him, a player of Chinese descent from Spain - Fan!"

Platini accurately called out Fan Bizhuang's name, and in front of the TV, thousands of Chinese fans watched this scene in a daze, falling into a stupor, everyone's expression was different, some were stunned, some were ecstatic, and some were open their mouths wide.

"Oh God! It's Fan Ye! It's really Fan Ye! ”

"Fans and friends sitting in front of the TV, do you hear me? Yes! This year's Mr. Golden Globe is Fan Ye! It is our Chinese compatriots! This is a glorious moment for Fan Ye! This is our moment of glory! So...... Rejoice! For Fan Ye, for the Golden Globe Awards, cheers! ”

He Wei and Zhang Lu's excited roars rang out, and in thousands of households, the shouts of clenched fists, crazy roars, and the sound of throwing chairs and tables and teacups were accompanied by sharp screams, which suddenly sounded at the same moment.

"Master Fan! Fan Ye!! Fan Ye!! It's really Fan Ye!! ”

"The winner of the FIFA Golden Globe Award is our fan!"

"For the first time in world football, an Asian player has reached the pinnacle of honour! MD! MD!! MD!!! Or us Chinese! Damn, I'm going crazy! It's going crazy!! It's really going crazy!! Master Fan! Banzai! ”

"Win! Win!! We won!!! Fan Ye won!! Fan Ye is Mr. Golden Ball! Fan Ye is the first person in the world! …… Damn, why am I crying! Why cry...... Woo woo, am I too excited? ”

"Rejoice, scream, roar! MD, from now on, please call our Fan Ye...... Mr. Golden Ball! ”

In the silence of the night, all kinds of roars sounded, and countless people who were dreaming were awakened, some complained, some cursed, but such sounds were quickly drowned out, and the Chinese fans completely detonated this deserted night with unparalleled enthusiasm.

At the moment when Fan Bizhuang won the FIFA Golden Ball Award, Chinese fans were even more excited and excited than the national team entering the World Cup!

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Spain.

"Fan! It's Fan!! I knew that this year's Golden Globe Awards could not be left behind! ”

"Except for Fan, no one is qualified to touch this trophy!"

"For the first time, I thought that Platini was so pleasing to the eye...... Oooooooo He got the Ballon d'Or and he made it! From today on, he is Mr. Golden Ball, he is the first person in the world! ”

In the Tongs bar, there was already a lot of jubilation.

The bald Nado and his doglegs were clinking glasses excitedly and drinking, Uncle Nelson was still drunk and drinking by himself, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, Eldi, who was five big and three thick, screamed and jumped like a child, and Candos, who was afraid of his wife, was not cowardly at the moment, he hugged his wife, shook wildly, and shouted "Fan Fan Fan!" Our Fan! His wife glanced at her husband reproachfully, and also waved her hand and shouted......

Fidel, with his apron, was still sitting at the bar, holding a newspaper in his hands, and before Platini announced the results, his mind was far less calm than he appeared, on the contrary, it was precisely because of his nervousness that he had to pretend to read the newspaper to disguise it.

It wasn't until the final result was announced, and Fan Bizhuang won the championship in one fell swoop, that Fidel breathed a sigh of relief. He had a big smile on his face, and his hands were still clutching the newspaper, the paper of which had been torn by him.

Fidel didn't care, turned sideways to pick up the beer glass on the bar, and stood up and held it high.

"Congratulations Van ! Let's have a toast, for the fan, for the Golden Globes! Cheers! ”

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The sound of the bar rang out one after another, and everyone picked up the bar, laughing heartily as they raised their heads and poured all the liquor down their throats.