Johannesburg, Soccer City Stadium.

The cheers continue, the shouts continue, the madness continues, and the same continues.

Fan Bizhuang and his teammates chased and ran wantonly on the field, some staff carried the champagne that had been prepared for a long time, and the teammates rushed up, almost a bottle in their hands, shaking and swaying towards the teammates around them, and even the head coach Bosque was beaten, he was attacked from behind by Pique and Ramos, and poured a chicken from head to toe.

Bosque didn't get angry, but turned around and snatched a bottle of champagne from his assistant Minano and sprayed it with the players.

Youth and blood are swept away in a curtain of water woven by champagne like rain.

The joy and glory of the championship made every staff member of the Spanish team so happy that they were about to faint.

"The Spanish players and coaches are having a blast. Their jerseys are also carnival, and the whole stadium has completely become a sea of wanton chaos in Spain! ”

"It's a moment of victory for Spain, it's a moment of glory for the matadors, and as a winner, they are entitled to be on the pitch and do whatever celebration they want!"

"Rejoice, boil, let's enjoy this moment! …… FIFA officials have already appeared on the pitch, the staff on site are setting up the podium, and the coveted golden trophy has been brought to the pitch...... The award ceremony will take place afterwards, let the players make a little more noise, and in a few minutes, they will be standing on top of the world, admired and worshiped by the whole world! ”

In the boiling and hustle and bustle, some of the Spanish players continued to stay on the field to party, some went back to the locker room, changed into a new set of clothes, and some even wore the championship T-shirts prepared for the championship.

Fan Bizhuang also wanted to go back to the locker room and change into a new set of clothes, but as soon as he walked to the sidelines, he was surrounded by countless press groups, and he couldn't get out.

Naturally, reporters will not let go of the "juggernaut" of the final and the brightest superstar of this World Cup. On top of that, if there are no surprises, the player who scored eight goals, topped the scorer charts and will win the Golden Boot will surely win the Ballon d'Or and become the best player of the World Cup – his outstanding performance is unmatched.

"Fan! Fan!! I'm a special correspondent for Global Sports, can I be interviewed by us? We are one of the largest circulation sports newspapers in the world, and we will make your name thunderous to anyone in the world......"

"Fan, are you satisfied with your performance in the final? Two passes and one shot, this statistic is really beautiful. But I would say, are you going to be unhappy that you didn't score more goals? ”

"Congratulations to you and your team on your victory, from now on, you are a member of the World Cup winners! It's all fantastic, Fan, you know, this will give you a lot of points in this year's Golden Globe Awards, are you confident that you will succeed in reaching the top of your personal glory? ”

"Fan, how are you feeling at the moment? Winning a World Championship must be wonderful, right? ”

“……”

All kinds of problems are like a wave, tightly surrounding Fan Bizhuang, Fan Bizhuang is a little annoyed, but the joy of winning the championship makes him not angry, but he does not want to entangle with reporters.

"Can you let me go first? Do I need to go back to the locker room to take a shower and change into dry clothes? ”

"If you have any questions, we'll have a dedicated time at the press conference later."

Fan Bizhuang "comforted" two sentences, but the reporters were unmoved, still looking at him with fiery eyes, Fan Bizhuang, who did not give an inch and could not move forward, shook his head helplessly, simply did not go back to the locker room, squeezed out of the crowd with all his might, and shouted "We are the champions!" Then he slipped back to the court.

Seeing Fan Bizhuang running back in embarrassment, his teammates all laughed, someone rushed up from behind, and a large bottle of beer was poured on Fan Bizhuang's head, making Fan Bizhuang's already slimy body even more soaked, Fan Bizhuang was also a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, screamed, picked up two bottles of champagne, and chased towards Ramos, who poured him a heart-water.

Once again, there was a scuffle on the pitch.

……

Half an hour later, everything was ready, the podium had been erected, and FIFA officials were also present near the podium. Kurt Zouma and the two stood talking and laughing, and the gleaming golden Hercules cup was placed in front of them.

The Spanish players had long since stopped making noise and fighting, and everyone was staring at the golden trophy, which symbolized the highest glory in world football. His Majesty King Carlos I, under the guidance of the staff, slowly walked to the podium.

Generally speaking, the award ceremony of the World Cup winner is conducted by the most important officials of FIFA and the leaders of the national team, and the leaders of the winning teams are rarely present to present the awards.

But considering that before the final began, His Majesty the King came to the dressing room to cheer them on, and it was not impossible to be on the pitch and be the guest of honour.

"Oh oh, it's the king of Spain, Juan. His Majesty King Carlos I! ”

"Is His Majesty going to present the award to his children himself?"

"This is a supreme honor! However, the performance of the lads in Spain deserves such an honor! ”

The cheers at the scene went up to a new level again, especially the Spanish fans, who were even more excited to slap their palms again and again, and some even bent down and bowed to the stadium -

"Your Majesty! It's our King's Majesty! ”

"His Majesty is a true football fan!"

'I'm not surprised at all that he's on the podium at such an important moment. That's right, he wants to give our warriors an award, and he wants to give our warriors the greatest glory! ”

Juan. Carlos I, led by the staff, quickly walked to the podium, smiled and shook hands with Blatter and South African President Zuma, and then talked softly.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty the King!"

"Congratulations, King Carlos, your people have brought endless glory to your country."

Blatter and Kurt Zouma congratulated Carlos I separately, with the latter smiling and thanking: "I'm proud of my players as well. ”

The three of them continued to talk, and the staff had already gone to inform the two teams that won the World Cup and were ready to go on the field to receive the award.

Soon, the two teams walked up to the cheers of tens of thousands of fans.

The first to walk to the podium was the Dutch team, led by coach Van Marwijk, followed by Van Bommel, Sneijder, Robben and other players, who still had loss and unwillingness on their faces, and some players even had tears in their eyes when they received the silver medal presented by Blatter.

After winning the medal, the Dutch players left quickly, on the one hand, they knew that the protagonists at the moment were not them, and on the other hand, they really couldn't feel relieved that the championship was close at hand but did not belong to them.

"Now on the stage are the eventual winners of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa, and they are—"

"-Spain!"

The loud shouts of the commentators were heard on the live radio.

The Spanish players, led by head coach Bosque, walked towards the podium, and when they passed the high platform where the championship trophy stands, everyone's eyes burst into bright colors, and some people couldn't help but reach out and touch the trophy, which represents the highest glory in world football.

"It's a real ...... That's great! ”

Fan Bizhuang also quietly reached out and touched it, his hand was cold, but his heart was hot.

Then Fan Bizhuang lowered his head and walked quickly towards Blatter and the others, he felt that his little action was simply inferior, but then he was relieved, there were many people who behaved more like dirt buns than him, such as Ramos, for example, Pique, these two guys were not only reluctant to take their hands off the trophy, but even the corners of their mouths flowed out of the horns, that look, more obscene than seeing a big beauty without clothes... suo。

"Congratulations, your performance is unbeatable."

His Majesty King Carlos I shook hands with his teammates as they walked past the podium, and then Blatter stepped forward to shake hands and hug him again and hang the golden medal himself.

The same is true when it is Fan Bizhuang's turn.

His Majesty gave him two heavy pats on the shoulder and gave him a big hug.

"You have brought glory to the Puerta family and, of course, made our country proud of you. Van you are a true warrior of Iberia! ”

"Thank you."

Fan Bizhuang sincerely thanked him.

Then FIFA President Sepp Blatter stepped forward, shook hands with him, hugged him, and then personally brought him the medal.

"Your performance makes me feel fantastic, Fan, this is a time for young people like you, and I hope to be able to present you with the award again in person in the near future. Of course, you know what I'm referring to. ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded knowingly, with a wistful smile on his face: "Thank you, Mr. President, I am looking forward to that day." ”

Each player wore a gold medal around his neck and then stayed on the stage, and when the gold medal was awarded, the time came, South African President Kurt Zuma personally lifted the gold trophy representing the champion and handed it to Blatter, who solemnly raised the trophy and handed it to the Spanish captain Casillas.

"Congratulations, you deserve this supreme glory for your performance!"

Blatter clapped his hands and turned away, leaving the stage entirely to the Spanish team.

The players stretched out their arms as hard as they could, trying to touch the trophy in Casillas' hand, and everyone had a big smile on their faces.

Cheers and shouts filled the stadium, and in the eyes of everyone, Casillas, who was standing in the middle of the team, raised the trophy in his hand, and all the players also raised their hands at the same time, shouting wildly together-

"We are champions!"

Colorful crumbs fell in the sky, Queen's eternal classic "We Are the Champions" sounded enthusiastically, and the audience erupted like a volcano, and time seemed to freeze at this moment - frozen in the highest and most glorious moment belonging to the Spanish team.

"Let's cheer, let's scream, cheer for our champions, cheer for the most influential competitive sport in the world!"

"Guys, friends, friends from all over the world, remember this moment, remember this summer of 2010! Of course, let's muster up our strength and shout out again that the eventual winners of this World Cup – the winners of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa – are—"

"Matador Legion - Spanish Team!"

The sound of a tsunami of mountains swept through the stadium and was broadcast on television, spreading the fiery emotions to the world.

On the podium, Fan Bizhuang stood next to Casillas, with an extremely bright smile on his face, his right hand resting on the bottom of the trophy, this was his happiest and most glorious moment, this scene, recorded by the cameraman on the sidelines, forever fixed in the legendary record of the World Cup.