green showman

Chapter 568 The mark left by the Chinese!

Although Messi, Busquets and Pique are all my friends, although most of the Barcelona players are acquaintances, although my father-in-law is also sad... But Sun Wu first celebrated this championship with his teammates.

One by one, I hugged my teammates seriously, hugged Farfan who worked the hardest in the game, hugged Milito who completed the perfect revenge, hugged Neuer who tried to keep the goal clean, and hugged Pei who was shoveled. Carrick hugged, and hugged Raul and Draxler who had no chance to play...

Finally, Sun Wu found Lannick.

"How?" Sun Wu hugged Lannik fiercely, "I said it! I will beat them!"

"You must have been looking forward to this moment for a long time!" Lannick said with a big laugh.

The flashing lights next to them were all shining, and the microphones of the reporters almost poked their mouths.

Rangnick patted Sun Wu on the shoulder and drove him to pay tribute to the fans with his teammates. He smiled and said to the reporters: "A wonderful game..."

The reporters didn't want to hear this, so they immediately asked: "Mr. Lannick, Best plays as a central defender..."

"Yes, yes, this is my decision." Lannick shrugged, "Best has this ability, he is very sensitive to gaps, and everyone has seen it."

A female reporter immediately reported the data, "21 clearances and steals, 8 of which were passing routes, and 4 of them directly launched counterattacks, including the corner kick that opened the scoring."

"By the way, that corner kick?"

"That was a tactic designed by Best." Lannick had no scruples, since Best was about to leave anyway, "This is a gift for Barcelona, ​​a gift he has prepared for a long, long time!"

The reporters were all excited. You must know that European football recognized that Best was half a quarry boy. In the end, he not only refused to return but counterattacked, and it was planned for a long time.

"How do you evaluate Best?" Rangnick was silent for a while, "He has astonishing football talent, unbelievable powers of observation, sense of the ball and ability to pass the ball, and has a tactical understanding ability that is not inferior to that of a first-class coach. ... All in all, Kicker once said something about him, and I think it's pretty accurate."

Lannick looked at Sun Wu who was throwing his jersey into the stands, "He is, the most special one!"

In the live broadcast room, the word "the most special one" also appeared in Zhan Jun's mouth.

"It was an evocative Champions League final. Barcelona, ​​considered the best team in the world, lost 0-2 to the Bundesliga champions Schalke 04. But judging from the process of the game, in fact, most of the time , Barcelona has the absolute initiative." Zhan Jun turned his head and asked: "But in the end Barcelona was unable to knock on the door of Schalke 04, what does Director Zhang think?"

"It's unexpected from the result, but it's normal from the process." Zhang Lu commented with a smile: "First of all, Schalke 04's defense is very extreme. Except for Farfan's occasional surprise attack, he almost gave up. The offense did not cut off the connection between Messi, Harvey and Iniesta like Mourinho did, but the formation was compressed to the extreme to block Barcelona's offensive line."

"Secondly, Sun Wu actually retreated to play as a central defender. This is Lannick's magic touch. Sun Wu made more than 20 clearances and steals." Zhang Lu pointed to the replay on the screen, "For example, this ball... Sun Wu Anticipating the cooperation of Iniesta and Busquets, moving ahead and destroying the ball."

"Finally, Neuer, the German goalkeeper performed very well. In the case of a compressed formation, he perfectly controlled the small penalty area in his own hands. Messi, Pique and Villa all took the ball in the small penalty area. The chances to shoot were all blocked by Neuer." Zhang Lu said with a smile: "From this point of view, this is Schalke 04's luck."

"That's right. If Barcelona scores first, Schalke 04's corner kick tactics may not be effective." Zhan Jun nodded in agreement, "But luck alone is not enough. Barcelona is one of the most powerful teams in the world. In terms of strength, Schalke 04 is slightly inferior."

"But it is reasonable for Schalke 04 to win the game. From the pre-match deployment, from tactical arrangements, to player mentality, and substitution strategies, Schalke 04 has achieved the ultimate. Guardiola's loss this time is not wronged. .”

Zhan Jun added with a smile: "As we all know, although Sun Wu is a midfielder, mainly in the midfielder and central midfielder, but he also played in the midfielder, but he was born as a wide player and can play all positions on the two sides. Played as a striker in the second leg of the Champions League semi-final against Manchester United..."

"Now the new position of central defender has been discovered. In terms of all-rounders... Maybe Sun Wu is the only one in the world."

"The in-depth understanding of tactics allows Sun Wu to have countless possibilities. From this perspective, he is the most special one."

"Wait a minute..." Zhang Lu interrupted suddenly, and pointed out the glass window of the live broadcast room.

……

In this UEFA Champions League final, there were about 500 Chinese fans who came from afar. In addition to the international student team organized by Chen Hao and Xu Banmeng, there were a total of about 800 people. They carried, bought and even made a lot of Chinese slogans and flags.

The score of 2 to 0, Sun Wu's brilliant performance, Hao Junmin's role-playing as a substitute, all made them feel that the trip was worthwhile.

"Aim the camera at the podium!" Chen Hao commanded loudly among the fans. This video will be uploaded to the website later.

When he was very busy, his girlfriend suddenly jumped up, "Look, Sun Wu is here!"

Chen Hao turned his head and saw that Sun Wu, who was shirtless, was running slowly towards the stands of Chinese fans.

The Chinese fans at the front suddenly folded a national flag and threw it down.

"Hey, hey, don't throw it away!" Xu Banmeng was in a hurry. She is Sun Fei's best friend, and she has been told about similar incidents before. Try not to let Sun Wu get into this kind of trouble. After all, although Sun Wu has always publicly believed that Chinese, but still has dual citizenship of Britain and Germany.

Chen Hao also became worried, standing on the tiptoes of the seat and looking down.

Sun Wu picked up the national flag calmly, unfolded it slowly, stared at it for a few seconds, and then put it on his body.

Cheers exploded in front of him.

Looking up, it is a sea of ​​red, where there are familiar skin colors, familiar faces, Chinese that makes Sun Wu feel very friendly, and that touch of bright red beans
After looking up for a while, Sun Wucai turned to look at Hao Junmin who was running over.

The cheers above the head became louder, and everyone saw the loudspeaker in Hao Junmin's hand.

Sun Wu held the national flag draped over his body with his left hand, and raised the horn with his right hand.

Everyone is waiting for him to say something...

"Sun Wu is very concerned about the Chinese fans who come from afar, and many of the tickets are provided by Sun Wu." Zhan Jun watched this scene with a smile.

Zhang Lu stretched his neck, trying to hear what Sun Wu would say...

The camera on the side track immediately slid over, and the lens was aimed at Sun Wu.

In the stands, Chen Hao listened carefully, and suddenly roared, "Quiet!"

Xu Banmeng turned her head to look suspiciously, and suddenly there was a faint singing voice, although there were only a few words, although there was only an intermittent melody, but she immediately widened her eyes...

This is……

There was a sudden silence in the stands, and everyone fell silent, listening carefully...

The faint singing came, and the familiar but jerky lyrics moved everyone's heart!
"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
What a loud song of victory. "

As long as it is from China, there is no one who can't sing this song...

"Singing of our dear country,

From now on, we will be prosperous and strong. "

The singing gradually became louder, and countless fans turned their heads to look at it. Although they may not understand this emotion, they all gave congratulatory applause.

Here at the last moment, it became the focus of Wembley Stadium, pride and pride rolled in everyone's heart, and everyone was singing...

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
What a loud song of victory. "

"Singing of our dear country,

From now on, we will be prosperous and strong. "

The sliding camera was aimed at Sun Wu's face... that face lost the usual cunning, the domineering smile, and the confidence and composure that everything was under control.

Some only have those two lines of tears flowing down the cheeks!

The camera kept switching, switching up and down in the stands, switching back and forth between Sun Wu, Hao Junmin, who were still singing with tears on their faces, and the fans who were also singing...

"Over the mountains, over the plains,

Across the mighty Yellow River. "

Zhan Jun, who is about to turn 40, has been working abroad for a long time. He couldn't help humming in a low voice: "The vast and beautiful land is our dear hometown."

Zhang Lu, who had just passed his 60th birthday, suddenly stood up and sang loudly: "The heroic people have stood up, our unity and friendship are as strong as iron."

This loud singing sounded in Wembley Stadium, sounded in the broadcast room, and sounded in front of every TV screen...

Countless Chinese fans suddenly sang loudly in the middle of the night...

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,
What a loud song of victory. "

"Singing of our dear country,

From now on, we will be prosperous and strong. "

Over and over again until his voice was hoarse and his throat was dry, Sun Wu put down the horn and raised the national flag high with his right hand, standing like a statue under the stands.

"The song "Ode to the Motherland" appeared at the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games." Zhan Jun's voice was also very hoarse, "After three years, we heard this song again, although the singing was not very neat... ..."

"Although the singing is not good or even out of tune." Zhang Lu took over, "But this is the best celebration!"

"Yes, this is the best celebration!" Zhan Jun said loudly: "This song is shown to the world by two Chinese players!"

"It was a great season, a miraculous final!"

"And the Chinese have left an indelible mark in this game during this season!"

"This is "Ode to the Motherland"!"

"Best?"

Seeing that Sun Wu was motionless, Christine glanced at Sun Fei, and then articulately shouted: "Sun Wu!"

Sun Wu immediately turned around, put one arm on Fei Sun's shoulder, and the other on Christine's waist, and there was a commotion in the stands.

"It's time to receive the award!" Fei Sun yelled in his younger brother's ear, "Pere is going crazy, his phone keeps ringing!"

Sun Wu smiled and didn't say anything, leaned over and kissed Christine lightly on the face, then turned and walked towards the awarding platform.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Jin... understands." In the box, Pere was sweating profusely, staring at the number 38 on the lawn excitedly.

It was not half an hour after the game ended, but a large number of high-level executives from wealthy clubs called... Obviously, buying Best is definitely a good deal, and even the poor Arsenal called.

Manchester United, who had been rejected by Sun Wu, also contacted Pere again. Ferguson knew very well that a midfielder like Sun Wu is hard to come by in the transfer market.

Therefore, Ferguson directly took out a termination fee of 5900 million euros, and privately promised an additional commission.

In the box next door, the gloomy-faced Barcelona chairman Rosell congratulated Schalke 04 chairman Mr. Tunis with a smile, and tentatively asked about the possibility of Best's transfer.

Barcelona has already received the silver medal, no one wears it, it is tightly squeezed in the palm of the hand or even stuffed into the trouser pocket.

"Congratulations, Best." Captain Puyol, who was unable to play due to injury, forced a smile.

Pique and Busquets kept their mouths shut, and only Messi hugged Sun Wu, "Best, this is definitely not the last fight!"

The podium was full, everyone was already in place, even UEFA President Michel Platini was ready to present the award...Only Sun Wu was still hugging the Barcelona jersey one by one in the audience.

Some Barcelona people are perfunctory, some are depressed and ignore it, and some turn around and leave in displeasure, but Sun Wu is relentless... I have been thinking about it for several years, and I didn’t celebrate when I scored a goal. More beautiful fragments that can be recalled.

"Best, how long have you been preparing?" Guardiola put his hands in his pockets and ignored Sun Wu who was embracing him.

"Hehe, not long." Sun Wu withdrew his hand and replied with a smile: "Probably three years ago."

Guardiola bit his lip and turned to leave, thinking in his heart that what this guy said was true and false... During the half-time break, he kept saying that he would stay until the penalty kick!
At most one is Patrick, the coach who single-handedly brought out Sun Wu had a gloomy face, he was too lazy to talk to Sun Wu, stretched out his hand and pulled Christine away from Sun Wu, turned around and left.

Low laughter sounded, and Zhan Jun explained with a smile: "That is Sun Wu's girlfriend, whose father is Guardiola's assistant Patrick, and he is also Sun Wu's first coach."

Finally, Sun Wu stepped onto the podium, and the shouts that never stopped were raised again... Zhan Jun shouted: "The Schalke people once created the highest decibel record in the European stadium, and they are going to create a new record!"

The crazy big ear cup is placed in the center, with captain Westermann on the left, Rangnick on the right and Neuer behind.

"Here!" Neuer squeezed to the side.

When Sun Wu stood up, blue and white debris fell from the sky, and the singing of "We Are the Champions" resounded through Wembley Stadium.

With four hands at the same time, they raised the trophy high.

"Congratulations to Schalke 04, they beat Barcelona against the odds!"

"Congratulations to Schalke 04, they had a great season with perhaps the best Schalke players in history!"

　Immediately set off to drink, let's make do with writing these days

　　
　
(End of this chapter)