While the other players were warming up, Vardy walked onto the pitch with the Ballon d'Or trophy in his hands from the players' tunnel, and he was greeted by the cheers of the fans.

The fans held up the trophy model in their hands and cheered hoarsely, as if their voices could drown the whole world.

This time, Inter finally has another European Ballon d'Or!

At this time last year, although Vardy also won the European Ballon d'Or at Inter, it was more because of Vardy's excellent performance during his time at Manchester United, which had little to do with Inter, and this time, it was the European Ballon d'Or that really belonged to Inter.

Jamie Wardie held the trophy and followed the cheers and waves of the fans, as if he was more excited than when he received the European Ballon d'Or at France Football headquarters.

The stadium is a place where professional players embody their value, and only here can they feel the most primitive and pure touch.

Taking the microphone, Vardy coughed lightly twice as the stands fell silent.

"Do you all like my gift?"

Vardy started with a question, and returned to Vardy with a "like" shouted in unison by all the fans in the stands.

"If you like it, I hope to share this joy with everyone, because I feel that this Ballon d'Or trophy does not belong to me, but to all the fans who support me, all the fans who support Inter!"

"And I can't cut the Ballon d'Or trophy into pieces and share it with everyone, so I chose this way to share it with everyone, so please raise the trophy in your hand!"

"Let's cheer together - long live Inter!"

The stadium erupted again, and the cries of all the fans went straight into the universe, as if they were about to shake the earth out of orbit.

"I don't want to say thank you again, because I will thank you all with practical actions!"

"Please believe that at the end of this season, still here, we are not going to lift the Ballon d'Or, it is the Coppa Italia trophy, the Serie A trophy, and more – yes – the Champions League trophy!"

"Champion!"

"Hooray!"

......

The entire Meazza Stadium is like an erupting volcano, spewing hot magma that fills the entire earth.

The fans cheered and jumped with joy, believing that Jamie Vardy would never lie.

We are Coppa Italia winners!

We are Serie A champions!

We're going to be Champions League winners!

The title belongs to the great Inter Milan!

Forever!

Forever!

......

Looking at such a shocking scene, the warm-up Inter players couldn't help but raise their arms and shout like the fans, and the belief that they could no longer hide in their hearts exploded, and the whole person was like a sword out of the body, and the edge was exposed.

At this time, the Chievo players who were warming up on the opposite side felt as uncomfortable as eating flies, how could this game catch up with such a thing!

Originally, they didn't hope to overturn Inter away from home, and they couldn't imagine such a big upset today.

But it's one thing to lose, it's another thing to lose!

Originally, after Inter won and controlled the situation, they would more or less start to release water, and there was no need to beat the opponent to death.

But now it seems that the Inter players are like chicken blood, so they can't hold them down and beat them to death?

This score can't be in double digits!

This is really unlucky!

Facts have proved that their worries are not superfluous at all, because Inter, stimulated by this state, is completely furious.

In the eighth minute of the first half, Ibrahimovic broke through Chievo's goal and put the game completely under Inter's control.

In the 22nd minute of the first half, Sneijder doubled the lead and his trademark long-range shot left Chievo unguarded.

Towards the end of the first half, Maxwell, who received the ball on the side, connected two defenders near the baseline and then entered the small penalty area, and the shot from a small angle rewrote the score again, and Inter had a three-goal lead over Chievo.

This score made Inter fans feel extremely happy, and it seemed that winning was no longer important, but what mattered was that Inter showed a reign of terror that made everyone fearful, leaving all opponents with no way out.

However, the only fly in the ointment was that Vardy did not score, and although he contributed two assists in the first half, shouldn't this game be Vardy's solo exhibition game?

I can't help but complain about the other players of Inter, Vardy has just shown the European Ballon d'Or trophy, at least he has to score a goal, you just want to let Vardy assist, why do you want to pass the ball to Vardy?

In fact, Vardy really doesn't really care about this, an opponent like Chievo can't make him reach the level of 100% fighting spirit, almost the team can win, it really doesn't matter if he scores goals or not.

It's just that the resentful eyes of his teammates looking at Vardy made him a little overwhelmed.

The Inter players are very eager to complain, it's not that they don't pass the ball to Vardy, it's that Vardy himself is not interested in scoring, what can you do?

In the second half, seeing that Vardy still didn't have much desire to score, the fans in the stands finally couldn't sit still!

"Vardy! Enter one! ”

"Vardy! Explode one! ”

"Vardy! Enter one! ”

......

The neat cry resounded throughout the stadium, never stopping!

Vardy looked at the almost excited fans, and a warm current welled up in his heart, this is our lovely fans!

Well, since you have an order, even if you are crushed, you will not give up!

Vardy instantly felt as if his fighting spirit ran through every cell in his body from head to toe, making his blood boil and his passion burning.

Goal!

It's not hard!

Let me use one goal to make this goal trophy even brighter!

Vardy's momentum changed suddenly, as if he had suddenly woken up from sleep, and his sleepy eyes became sharp.

Feeling the change in Vardy, the Inter players couldn't help but be happy, and the pot finally didn't have to be carried by them.

Another attack from Inter, Jamie Vardy was active on the left flank and into his best position on the pitch.

Maxwell wisely fed the ball forward, then crossed the edge at high speed, using his runs to attract the opposition defence and create space and opportunities for Vardy.

As Vardy's left-sided partner, Maxwell and Vardy have a very tacit understanding, and his run really took a lot of pressure off Vardy.

In the face of the incoming ball, he pulled the ball and turned around, dodging a defender who had been approached by Chievo, and then, tossing and turning in a tight area on the left rib, Ling Bo stepped past two defenders.

The Inter fans in the stands seemed to have gone crazy, and even though their throats were hoarse, they were still cheering for Vardy's brilliant breakthrough.

Then everything became so natural, as if the plot was supposed to develop like this, without a trace of disobedience.

In the face of Chievo's goalkeeper, Vardy understated the shot, the ball crossed the ten fingers of the Chievo goalkeeper and fell into the door of Chievo, even if the Chievo defender desperately flew to the goal line to save the danger, but it was still useless, he could only fall to the ground in various ways, watching the ball fly into his own goal, desperate.

The moment the goal was confirmed, a big smile bloomed on Vardy's face.

Slowly turning, spreading his arms, he slowly soared over the turf of Meacha, like an eagle, soaring over his territory.

The fans have long been unable to contain their excitement, roaring with excitement and passion, even if it is just a goal that is icing on the cake, but who made the goal Vardy, they are even willing to yell their throats and never speak, and they are not willing to miss Vardy's passionate roar after the goal.

He soared for a while, ready to turn around and celebrate with his teammates, but when Vardy turned around, he saw his teammates standing behind him, standing in a row, each holding a replica trophy of the European Ballon d'Or.

What are they doing here?

Vardy didn't know, but at least he knew that the animals were going to celebrate with him, so Vardy walked up.

At this moment, all of his teammates suddenly fell to one knee on the ground, bowed their heads, and raised the trophy above their heads reverently, as if the pious people were offering their loyal gifts to the king.