Dominate the midfield

Chapter 672 Chapter 671: The best player in the World Cup!
At 330 a.m. on July [-], the conference hall on the [-]th floor of the Johannesburg Hilton Hotel was full of seats for [-] people, and the rostrum was aimed at it.

There were vacancies on the stage, but the reporters seemed particularly excited.

"Wang deserves the best player award..."

"Today we can finally take a closer look and see how serious his injuries are..."

"Wang's absence in the final always makes people feel that something is missing."

"Yeah, both teams are known for their luxurious midfielders. Without Wang, the midfield match between England and Spain is missing a big attraction..."

The protagonist didn't play, and the reporters were discussing in the audience.

At this moment, there was applause at the door, and the reporters suddenly became excited. They cast their eyes on the door, and FIFA officials in suits and shoes walked into the meeting room.

Of course, the reporters are not concerned about him, but the people behind him.

A handsome face appeared in the reporter's field of vision, but the reporters exclaimed: "Why not Wang?"

"What the hell is going on here?"

The sunny Beckenham smiled wryly in his heart. When has he been ignored like this?

After the two sat on the rostrum, the discussion became even louder. Some people speculated whether Wang Rui's injury was so serious that he couldn't even attend the awards ceremony. Some speculated that it might still be a smoke bomb released by England...

The glittering golden World Cup best player trophy was placed on the rostrum, FIFA officials sat upright, and the discussion in the audience gradually subsided.

"According to the statistics, Wang won 3200 votes and won the title of best player in this World Cup. This was jointly voted by all reporters and participating teams."

After FIFA officials announced the best player winner, the trophy was awarded to Beckenham beside him.After Beckenham took the trophy, he gently placed the trophy on the stage and sat down.

"I know you have a lot of questions, such as why I accepted the award on Wang's behalf, how is Wang's current injury, and whether he can make it to the finals..."

Beckenham said into the microphone: "Wang's current injury is really not optimistic. Whether he can appear in the final is really difficult for me to answer you now. Like everyone, I hope he can appear in the final."

"We know better than anyone else the importance of Wang to England. If he misses the final, it will have too much impact on us, but we are now designing new tactics to deal with the impact of his absence..."

……

In the Venus Hotel, Wang Rui was lying on the bed with his right foot up and talking on the phone with Lidis. The fixed wooden board on his right ankle had been removed.

Peter is watching clips from Spain on his laptop, studying Spanish defenders.The golden best player trophy was casually placed on the TV cabinet.

Peter rubbed his tired eyes, shifted his gaze from the computer to Wang Rui, and then unconsciously shifted to the trophy on the TV cabinet.

"Damn it, you don't even know how to put a trophy away. Do you know how speechless someone will be if they see you put it so casually?"

Peter got out of bed, placed the trophy in a conspicuous place, and then straightened up in satisfaction, looking at the trophy affectionately.

Wang Rui put down the phone, smiled and said, "Since you like it so much, I'll give it to you."

Peter's shoulders began to tremble slightly. Wang Rui knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly said, "Just kidding! It's just a joke..."

Peter turned around slowly, stared at Wang Rui without saying a word, Wang Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that you can't even take a joke?"

Peter's eyes became sharper, Wang Rui could only beg for mercy: "Okay, can I take back what I said?"

Then he complimented: "The trophy of the next World Cup is definitely yours."

Peter became extremely angry: "Damn, with you here, do I have a chance to get this trophy?"

"You said that you want to give me the trophy, doesn't that mean it is very clear, you mean that I can't get this trophy at all!

"Also, the trophy that others regard as treasure, you just give it away if you say so? Is there anyone like you?"

Wang Rui said calmly: "The last three World Cup best player teams have not won the final championship, and I wish I hadn't won this trophy.

Compared with the Hercules Cup, this trophy is nothing at all..."

The anger on Peter's face subsided, he scratched his scalp and said, "You seem to be right. Ronaldo won the best player in 98, but the French team had the last laugh. Kahn won the best player in 02. The Brazilian team had the last laugh, Zidane won the best player in 06, and the Italian team had the last laugh..."

"What's more important is that these best players all performed badly in the final. In 98, Ronaldo was in a daze. In 02, Kahn dropped the ball and gave Ronaldo a big gift. In 06, Zidane simply took the initiative. Apply for a red card."

Peter turned his head to look at the best player trophy, which now seemed to be an ominous object no matter how he looked at it.

"Damn it, this is designed by FIFA. They want Spain to win the championship, so awarding this trophy to you is to comfort our England team!"

Peter raised his brows, thought about it, and said to Wang Rui: "How about we find a way to let others steal this trophy?
Otherwise...you don't want to play in the finals..."

Wang Rui looked at Peter pitifully and said, "Peter, when did you become so superstitious?"

Peter became angry: "Damn it, didn't you say that? You said that the person who won this trophy didn't win the final. Now you say I'm superstitious?"

Wang Rui shrugged and said, "I just said it casually. I never thought you would be so serious. Peter, are you too nervous? It's not good for the final."

Peter blushed, yes, when did he superstitiously believe in these so-called "rules", it should be caused by being too nervous.

But how could he admit defeat in front of Wang Rui, he raised his head and said, "Who am I? I'm Peter, does Peter have the word 'nervous' in his dictionary?
No!

there has never been!

Boy, in the final, you just sit on the bench and watch me score goals and lead England to the top of the world again! "

Wang Rui laughed and said after laughing: "Your wish may come true, but on the day of the final, I will definitely recover, and I will never sit on the bench and watch you lead England to the top of the world.

Such an important responsibility is of course up to me! "

Peter looked at Wang Rui at the same level, rarely satirized him, sighed and said, "I hope what you said is true."

"Hope luck is on our side."

(End of this chapter)