"Chen An, are you really the coach of the national football team?"

"It's time for you to change your tune. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Head ......"

"That's right."

Mu Fei thought to himself: "It's so twisted, Chen An doesn't look like the boss no matter how he looks at it." ”

"Hurry up and get in line, we'll meet the French team."

All the players of the Chinese team were divided into two columns, and the live broadcast began to broadcast - "The runner-up award ceremony is about to begin." ”

The audience burst into applause, but in the eyes of the French, no consolation was useless, and Deschamps was at the forefront of the French team.

He shook hands with Chen An first, then Li Guo, and after shaking hands with the Chinese players in turn, Deschamps walked to the podium.

Other French players also shook hands with the Chinese team one by one, this French team is really young, 19-year-old Mbappe is their future hope, it is foreseeable that the European Championship in two years will be a big explosion of the French team.

When Infantino saw Deschamps, it was like seeing an old friend, the two hugged each other, face to face, and Infantino gave Deschamps a veneer gift according to the French custom.

"To be honest, I personally would prefer to see France win the World Cup, but I'll just tell you that."

Deschamps smiled and thanked Infantino, who turned around and took the silver medal from Miss Manners and hung it around Deschamps' neck.

"Congratulations again."

Deschamps lowered his head and looked at the silver medal on his chest, he had won one two years ago, and it still looked so glaring.

"It seems that when I go home, I can only throw it in a drawer and be with the silver medal of the European Championship two years ago." Deschamps thought to himself.

The French players walked up to the podium one by one, Infantino brought them silver medals one by one, and when the players walked off the stage from the other side, they immediately took off the silver medals around their necks, and of course, everyone glanced at the golden Hercules Cup before leaving the stage.

"I really want to touch it," Pogba thought.

Payet had promised his family that they would take a selfie with the Hercules Cup after the game, but now it seems impossible.

Paye looked greedily at the Hercules Cup, then sighed helplessly and left the podium.

When Griezmann passed by the podium, he couldn't help but look at the Hercules Cup a few more times, even if he touched it, it was nothing, but Griezmann didn't, that didn't belong to him, maybe in Qatar, the grid would taste the championship.

Griezmann smiled at the Hercules Cup, then stepped off the podium to meet with the rest of his French teammates, who also took off the silver medal as soon as he left the podium.

The World Cup for the French team is over, and they can leave the stadium!

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is the champion Chinese team that is about to walk on the podium!"

The cheers of the audience reached their peak, Li Guo walked in the front, and countless hands came into the cracks of the human wall composed of people in black, all of them holding mobile phones.

"Director Li, look this way, look this way."

"Hello Director Li, I'm from ......"

"Director Li, I love you, I really love, I really love."

Li Guo did not overreact to these Chinese fans separated by a "wall", now is not the time, and Li Guo can't say anything across the security.

Soon, Li Guo stepped onto the podium, this road was too short for Li Guo, who was proud of the spring breeze, and it felt like it would be over in a while.

Infantino gave Li Guo a big hug, followed by the Russian president, the championship award is different, and finally the Hercules Cup will be handed over by Infantino to the Russian president, and then the Russian president will hand over the Hercules Cup to the captain of the Chinese team.

The Russian president looked at Li Guo with a strange look, he knew that Li Guo had stepped down, but what he didn't know was that Li Guo still wouldn't consider coaching Russia.

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

The players of the Chinese team stepped onto the podium one by one, with a smile on their faces, rubbing the gold medal in front of them.

"Sure enough, the World Cup is different, and it feels much better than the Asian Cup," Mu Fei said.

"It's okay to be a little bit out of business, a lot of cameras are shooting, don't look like you haven't seen the world."

"Hehe, the World Cup gold medal, how many people in this world have seen it, it's normal for me to be unproductive."

Geng Chong shook his head, Mu Fei's cheeky kung fu has been practiced to the point of being superb, and for Geng Chong, he can only bow down.

The last to take the stage was Zhou Dun, and everyone understood that the finale was coming, Zhou Dun first shook hands with Infantino, then greeted the Russian president, and finally walked to the middle of the Chinese team.

Holding the Hercules Cup in her hand, Miss Manners walked towards Infantino, a month, so many sleepless nights, for the glory of this moment today.

Seeing the Hercules Gold Cup, the eyes of the Chinese team players shone brightly, as if they saw the most beautiful thing in the world.

Infantino took the gold cup from Miss Manners and handed it to the host president, who shook it in his hand and handed it to Zhou Dun with a smile.

After Zhou Dun took it, he raised it high, the Chinese players behind him cheered, and the fireworks that had been prepared in the stadium rose into the air, and a new king in the history of the World Cup was born.

Gorgeous fireworks, golden gold cup, the atmosphere in the stadium is already very hot at this time, Zhou Dun raised the gold cup and wanted to hand it to Li Guo, everyone was also looking forward to it, hoping that Li Guo could lift the gold cup, but Li Guo shook his head, "Come on, touch it, don't leave regrets." ”

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to take it, Li Guo smiled, and immediately handed it to Mu Fei after taking it, "Go to music, go show off." ”

Mu Fei Yile: "Obey!" ”

"Don't you hug the gold cup? Or take a picture? Li Zibing asked.

"I have you, and my hands can't do it."

"Nonsense!"

"Hehe, do you want to touch the Hercules Cup? I'll let you touch it later if you want. ”

"I don't do anything overreach."

Just when Li Guo and Li Zibing were in love, Mu Fei had already rushed to the Chinese reporter with the gold cup in his hand.

"Take pictures, take enough pictures, I'm a World Cup winner, I'm on top of the world."

Mu Fei raised the Hercules cup high, the reporters' cameras clicked, and the flash was like snowflakes.

After Mu Fei showed enough, he handed it over to Geng Chong, and he also showed it in front of reporters, just like that, the Chinese players enjoyed the glory of the world championship one by one. ”

"Unsinkable."

Mu Fei thought for a while and changed his words: "For those who are worthy of it, it will not sink." ”

This sentence was written down by the reporter, and later became a classic, yes, for those who are worthy of the World Cup, then the gold cup will not sink.