Heroes of the Restricted Zone

Chapter 1408 Chen Yingxiong and Platini (the first update asks for a monthly pass!)
PS, I'm sorry, my wife had a sudden attack yesterday, and she gave birth at three o'clock in the afternoon when she was sent to the hospital. I have hardly closed my eyes since yesterday morning, and have been accompanying me in the hospital all the time.Sweaty and unable to update online.

Weibo is still on my wife's mobile phone...

At noon today, I will come back to take a shower and rest, and I have to go to the hospital in the afternoon.

So the update is delayed until this time.

Also please forgive me.

In addition, I once said that I would celebrate the birth of the child with a big explosion. Speaking of yesterday, today is ten more! !

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When the runner-up leaves the podium, it's the winner's turn to take the podium.

The person who won the medal is still UEFA President Michel Platini.

Chen Yingxiong stood in the audience among his teammates. He looked at Platini and said to his teammates: "Some people don't like us winning the championship. He is like his own father who died when we won the championship."

Everyone was puzzled: "Who?"

Chen Yingxiong signaled everyone to look at Platini with his eyes: "Mr. UEFA President, who else can be. You didn't see the regret and warmth on his face when he presented the award to the Barcelona players just now. Now it's our turn." , look at his expression..."

Everyone turned their heads to look.

Sure enough.

When Platini turned around, everyone saw the cold expression on his face.

Although soon he changed his expression on his face, a little smile.

But the previous expression has long been fixed in everyone's heart.

"Why doesn't he like us winning the championship?" Some naive teammates are still asking this question.

"Ghost knows." The teammate next to him shrugged and snorted.

"Because we beat Barcelona, ​​in his mind, that is the team that best represents the beauty of modern football." Chen Yingxiong stared at Platini with a playful smile on his face. "We are like a group of reckless savages who rushed into his home and were smashed to pieces by his exquisite collection of porcelain! You said that if it were you, would you like such a group of people?"

"Uh..." The teammate who was asked back by him was speechless.

"It doesn't matter. We are champions, and champions don't need to look at anyone's face."

After speaking, Chen Yingxiong walked out of the crowd and walked towards the podium. He was the first to step on the podium.

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In fact, Platini doesn't like Liverpool's championship because he hates the house and black, because he especially hates Chen Yingxiong, so he hates Chen Yingxiong's team.Just like before he hated Naples very much.Now that Chen Yingxiong has left Naples, Platini's impression of this team has returned to normal.

Now that Chen Yingxiong has arrived in Liverpool, he will naturally not give Liverpool any good looks.

But... sometimes the scene has to be said, and the superficial work has to be done.

So he quickly adjusted his mentality and put a smile on his face again.No matter how you look at it, this smile is a little stiff and fake.

Especially when he saw that Chen Yingxiong was the first person to come on stage, the smile on his face became more stiff and false, and he couldn't tell that he was smiling.

On the contrary, Chen Yingxiong had a particularly bright smile on his face, as if a flower was blooming on his face.

Of course, not chrysanthemums.

Platini never expected that the first person to come on stage to accept the award would be Chen Yingxiong.

He was a little underprepared.I haven't fully adjusted my mood yet.

If other players come up first, he can still treat it with a normal heart, and then slowly enter the role. When it is Chen Yingxiong's turn, maybe he can say a few words on the scene to cover up his true thoughts perfectly. .

But he miscalculated, he didn't expect Chen Yingxiong to be the first to come on stage.

And why is there such a strong smile on his face?

Is he laughing at himself?

How dare an ordinary player laugh at the President of UEFA?

What right does he have to laugh at himself?

For a time, Platini had thousands of thoughts churning in his mind.

The expression on his face became more and more unnatural.

In fact, as a seasoned politician, Platini's self-cultivation and acting skills are still very good.But I don't know why, when facing Chen Yingxiong, he always can't maintain his self-cultivation, and he doesn't care about his acting skills.

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Chen Yingxiong finally walked in front of Platini, and then looked at Platini with a smile, without saying anything.

But Platini, as if he hated his smile, quickly turned around and picked up a gold medal from the tray of the hostess next to him... He suddenly remembered an old incident.

Four years ago, it was also at the awards ceremony of the Champions League final. At that time, Chen Yingxiong was still wearing the blue Naples jersey. He won the championship, and he was going to award him the medal according to the usual practice.

He walked in front of him, logically speaking, he should bend down and bow his head, and then he could hang the gold medal around his neck.

But Chen Yingxiong didn't do that. He stood in front of him, straightened his chest, straightened his waist, and held his head up.There is no intention of bowing down to Platini at all.

Platini is not tall. He was 1.7 meters eight when he was a player. Now he is old and his stature has shrunk. He is not even 1.7 meters eight.And Chen Yingxiong is 1.9 meters five.In fact, if there is such a height difference, Platini can raise his hand a little higher, and he can also hang the medal for Chen Yingxiong.But Platini didn't do that, he just lifted it up slightly, forcing Chen Yingxiong to bend over and bow his head greatly if he wanted to be awarded the gold medal.

It is naturally impossible for Chen Yingxiong to do this, and Platini will not accommodate him.So in the end, after a few seconds of stalemate between the two sides, Platini directly stuffed the gold medal into Chen Yingxiong's hands, and the two didn't even shake hands, spreading the bad relationship between them to the world.

Now, it's my turn to present the award to Chen Yingxiong again.

Platini felt very aggrieved when he thought of this old incident. He is the president of UEFA, and he will still compete for the president of FIFA in the future. He has nothing to do with an ordinary player.

If it weren't for the hope of the FIFA president, he really didn't want to be the UEFA president, because as the UEFA president, he had to attend the Champions League awards ceremony.When he thought of presenting an award to Chen Yingxiong, he felt aggrieved by the UEFA president.

Standing in front of Platini, Chen Yingxiong still held his head high and held his chest high, without any intention of bending down and letting Platini hang his gold medal on him.But this time, he did not embarrass Platini too much. After all, this time is not like the last time. What Platini did at home in Lyon made Chen Yingxiong so angry that he desperately wanted to present the award in the Champions League Embarrassing Platini at the ceremony.

This time, he was in Liverpool, and he didn't feel much hostility from Platini.

So he gave Pula the first step.

His upper body was as straight as a javelin.

But his lower body was not the same as usual. He spread his legs apart, then squatted down, made a squatting position, and finally reduced his height to about the same height as Platini.

These Platini can hang the gold medal around his neck without raising his hands too high.

Platini looked down at Chen Yingxiong's weird posture...

Instead of hanging the gold medal around Chen Yingxiong's neck, he put the gold medal directly in Chen Yingxiong's hand.

"Damn! Tell me earlier!"

Chen Yingxiong rolled his eyes while clutching the gold medal, and then quickly bounced it up, as if he had a hydraulic pump on his knee.He was still muttering in Chinese.

I said earlier that you were going to stuff it directly into my hand, why would I do such a weird move?

Chen Yingxiong miscalculated.

Seeing the expression on Chen Yingxiong's face, Platini laughed. This time it was not a stiff smile that he pretended to be, but a smile from the bottom of his heart—in the duel with Chen Yingxiong, he finally Took a round.

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It's not easy for Platini to let Chen Yingxiong suffer so badly, which makes him in a good mood for the rest of the time. He also performed much more freely when presenting awards to Liverpool players, with a casual and friendly smile on his face. He will also pull Gerrard to praise his performance, and congratulate him on being able to win a Champions League title at the end of his career-he has opinions on Liverpool and is very unhappy with Chen Yingxiong, but he still likes Gerrard very much.

Such a loyal player, in line with his football ethics requirements.

After chatting with Gerald, he picked up the big ear cup that was placed aside and handed it to Gerald.

Gerrard didn't take it right away, he said to Platini: "I'm sorry, Mr. Platini. I want to find someone to come and hold a cup with me..."

Platini nodded and said in a gentlemanly manner: "No problem."

So Gerrard shouted to the crowd next to him: "Hero! Hero!"

As soon as Platini heard this voice, the smile on his face froze again, but he adjusted back in an instant.

Chen Yingxiong heard Gerrard shouting and saw Gerrard waving to him.

He ran over: "What's the matter, captain?"

"I think you and I should lift these trophies together, hero." Gerrard pointed to the trophy that Platini held in both hands.

Chen Yingxiong turned his head to look over, and the smile on Platini's face became even stiffer.

The two of them are chatting here, and Platini is like their waiter, responsible for taking trophies for them...

Chen Yingxiong is not hypocritical: "Okay!" He agreed.

Gerald hooked his hands: "Then come on!"

Platini handed the trophy, Gerrard stood on his right, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the right handle of the Champions Cup.

Chen Yingxiong stood on the left side of Platini, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the left handle of the Champions Cup.

"The trophy was handed over to the two captains of Liverpool!" said the commentator excitedly.

The fans in the stands let out a low hum with swollen mouths, which continued without interruption.

Chen Yingxiong and Gerrard looked at each other, then nodded.

Then, they raised their arms high at the same time!
The trophy was held high by them!
At the same time, the buzzing in the stands suddenly increased.

"Long live!! Liverpool!"

"Ulla! Ulla—!!"

The sound soared into the sky.

Countless red confetti flew over the Russian gas arena.

Queen's famous "We Are the Champions" sang over the stadium radio.

During the singing, Gerrard and Chen Yingxiong held the trophy high, and the teammates around them surrounded them, surrounded them, and stretched out their hands to touch and represent the highest honor of European football clubs!

Everyone's face was filled with excited and happy smiles.

(End of this chapter)